A Mom and a Family of Men!

Sunday, October 07, 2012

Our Visit Home ~ Beach

I am never truly home until I do this...
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Sinking into the sand, the taste of the winds salty breath, and sounds of the waves and the birds. It just centers me. It heals me. It is then I realize I have been gone too long from the place of my birth. The place that calls to me, but I learn to turn it off, or down, to mute it.

Sweet girly cousins on each side of my darling Noey. They sandwich him in laughter and disney songs of princesses.
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I will forever remember pink tutu's on the beach. Sweet Amy's blonde hair floating on the breeze.
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My sweet Noey taking it all in with his quiet sweet nature. This new experience being burned in his memories.
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My creature loving boy with his pirate tattoo. One of his summer bucket list items about to be checked off.
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He stops to ponder the risks and triumphs of catching a bird his size.
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Oh, and here it is, his first hermit crab. That bucket list's most prized moment of the summer.
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Remy the ringleader...my sister's first baby running behind him.
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Just when life can't get any sweeter he finds the tiniest wee hermit crab to oooh and ahhh over.
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Brother's in it together...they have a pool to fill with their living treasures!
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Exploring...
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The big boy and I.
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My sweet children gathered around that blue pool exclaiming over their captives for the day.
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Look at this one, Aunt Chelita!
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Giving my mother this time with my men. Watching Noey smile from ear to ear as she teaches him to float without a baby float. His uncertainty replaced with joy, with love for his grandmother...his Nan as he named her those two weeks.
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Realizing how grown and beautiful my first born is.
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Swimming, swimming, swimming...
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"Over there, Nan!"
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Our remnants to say we were there...
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Watching my sweet, darling neice as she helps me construct a castle fit for a princess. She is working, just living the moment, and I am trying to soak up her movements, her voice, her dainty ways, just trying to scan it all and commit it all to memory.
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The biggest boy working on his own so his perfectionist ways could be fulfilled and unhampered by our wimzy.
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More exploring...
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My mother and father surrounded my grandbabies.
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Our delightful mess...
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A sleepy played out niece...
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We walked from the sound side to the wild and wavy side. Hands held to steady the younger ones, words called out to warn them. The day before a hurricane might come in and every bit of this water cried it was coming. The power, the force, and the feeling it was coming was there.
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Children squealing and delighting in the rush of the waves without a care, without the fear the adults held inside of themselves. They had no worries...the parents protect them...they are free. Tumbles, falls, rolls, oops there goes a flip-flop...
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My daddy watching on...
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Five sunkissed children worn from the fun and the sun, ready for supper, baths, and clean jammies.
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My heart filled with home and the beaches I so miss.


2 comments:

Motherbird said...

I just wanted to stop in and say "Hi Chelita!" Your boys are realy growing!! And your little one looks so sweet! Last time I "saw" you he was a newborn. Hope all is well and wonderful.

Mama Teaching 3 said...

Hello!!! I sure miss your blog posts! Are you on facebook???