The sun is bright, the water is warm, Adeline loves to play in the sand, and David and I spend leisurely moments watching her and loving life. This, my friends, was my daydream. My plan for our trip to Miami. The expectations I built up beforehand, only to be let down.
Don’t get me wrong, the trip was still wonderful. It just wasn’t what I expected. It wasn’t what I wanted. This is an ongoing problem of mine – this tendency to build castles in the sky only to be letdown by the brick and mortar of everyday life. So instead of enjoying the moment I have, I find myself pining for the moment I wanted but lost.
We had a couple sunny days, but for the most part the weather was cooler and windy when we wanted to be on the beach. The wind bothered Adeline, so instead of playing in the sand she clung to mama. The ear infection and lingering fever probably didn’t help matters. Not to mention that, despite my recent statement that Adeline is fearless, she is afraid of at least one thing: the ocean. This daughter of mine, I who love the ocean and feel at peace near any large body of water, is afraid of the ocean.
I’m hoping that her fear will fade as she gets a little older. For now, I just have to accept her as she is. And I have to accept the windy days for what they are. Because even with the wind, we had some pretty great times.
I got a picture of Adeline’s little toes in the sand, so, really, I got what I came for.
So maybe it wasn’t what I expected, but it was still delightful. I wouldn’t mind walking on that windy beach right about now.