February 28, 2018
Our first three days on the beach were marked with dense morning fog, intermittent rain, never-ending winds, and dismal fishing. We remained undeterred; we were together and seeking to make the moments count.
Swells larger than my comfort level kept us within 100 yards of the jetties. A trip out to the oil rigs would not be experienced this time around. Chalk it up as a win; any time spent on the water is a great time. Quiet joy fills me watching Vidal and Elias take part in an activity in which my father-in-law was so passionate. He would be beyond proud witnessing his grandson’s boating and fishing skills.
Boondocking this close to the water’s edge the sound of waves breaking on the shore is a melodic symphony to the senses. Night sky, chairs in the sand, drinks of choice, loved ones around the campfire; does it get any better than this?
Conversation flows easily, laughter erupts between fishing tales, debates over whose fishing skills are superior, plans made for future trips and then, quietly a sense of humbleness hovers in the air. If you truly want to know where your children’s hearts are on any given subject listen, really listen as they share their thoughts. Discover how those little eyes, ears and minds you once held in your arms and nurtured in your home equipped them with wings and courage to build their own foundation for living.
Those same wings you helped form will one day propel you to new heights. Vidal’s brother joined him and Elias for a day on the water while Kelli and I were tasked with motorhome duty. I know how to dump the black and grey tanks, fill the the fresh water tank, have the propane tank filled and I’ve driven our home on wheels countless of times…on the highway, not narrower than balance beam city streets! With Vidal’s mantra, “it’s just a big car” ringing in my ears, Elias’ encouraging words, and Kelli serving as my co pilot, off we went. Kelli and I learned we work well together, we’ve decided we’re driving to El Paso, kidnapping Andie, and going on a girls’ camping trip soon.
Our fourth and final day is brilliant. Sun shining, calm winds, and a new type of fishing adventure for the boys. Our college classmate and locale resident is taking them wade fishing in the bay. An opportunity to learn new skills is always welcomed. Blackened flounder for dinner? Yes, please.
The elements were irritants for sure; but even the oyster uses them to create pearls.
Precious pearls of memories were made; treasure for our hearts. Be blessed y’all!
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