I’ve been busy trying to be not busy. A nice couple of weeks of no computers and mainly no phone. It has been glorious.
I think it’s going to take me a little while to ease back into the blog. I considered not returning but my husband convinced me that I’d miss it and I think he’s right.
It was nice though for a time for it to be just the sun and the sea and me. That time was the blink of an eye as I briefly lay on my towel and imagined I was at the beach on my own. Then I immediately worried that in that second the children had both scurried away from my husband straight towards the sea so I snapped back to the reality of holidaying with very small people.
They loved it. It was amazing. But beach holidays are certainly less relaxing when your children are on an eternal quest towards the ocean. And rather than being tired at the end of a day at the beach, it was as if they were fitted with solar batteries that charged up during their days in the sun.
Coming home was sad, but a relief!
I hope everyone has been able to enjoy some time with family and friends over the festive period. Happy 2016!
A Fond Farewell
Farewell sand. So long sea.
Goodbye fish and chips for tea.
Farewell beach. So long sun.
Goodbye crashing waves of fun.
Farewell rest. So long dreams.
Goodbye strawberry ice creams.
But wait. When did we have time to dream,
When long days messed with our routine?
When little people woke too soon,
Excitement bounding in the room.
When every calming seaside stroll,
Was marked by vigilant patrol.
Though every cheerful toothy smile,
Made lack of sleep more than worthwhile.
And I can’t wait until next year
To live again this festive cheer.
As much as I would love to stay,
Sometimes home’s the holiday.