Our plan was to meet them about half way and hand off the kids. S decided at the last minute to rent a cabin at a beachside state park as our meeting place. We left a day early and spent a glorious day and a half at the beach. The water was a gorgeous emerald green and clear as glass. The waves were just right. The sand bar went so far out even Noah could walk out a long way. The weather was perfect, the water warm.
Originally, Noah was not going with us - he preferred to stay with his cousins and avoid the long ride. When our plans changed to include time at the beach, he decided to go. He has been to the beach several times and is like his mom; he is not too keen on getting his face in the water. We stay along the edge normally. It has been almost 2 years since the last trip. I will never forget what an incredible time this kid had. It was like his first time. He had a blast. He yelled the whole time for one of us to come see what he found or look at what he could do. He still never got too far out but he loved the water. I almost cried from pure pleasure of watching the joy in his face.
This little trip was just one of those spur of the moment wonderful memories. I just sat under my umbrella watching my family thinking how good God is and how blessed we are.
Of course, in the midst of my musing and thankfulness, Baby Girl kept coming to my mind. I could not get away from the feeling that a part of us was missing. I could just imagine her playing in the sand next to me or seeing her splash in the waves. I kept thinking how she was missing out on all the fun we were having. I voiced it aloud to S and he said,"Next time, for sure, she will be with us."
Yes, for sure next time.
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