Running Off To The Ocean

It is finally cooling down after three days of heavy wet air that has been flowing up to us from Mexico.  I can smell eucalyptus coming in the open windows tonight. This afternoon we escaped this heavy sweaty air by running off to the ocean.  It is only thirty minutes from our house.  We drove directly west and stopped at the nearest beach in Oceanside.  It was a tiny spot with a lifeguard station, a snack shack, someone playing a guitar and a long gentle beach dotted with sandcastles.

My boys tried boogie boarding for the first time.  I felt so joyful to see them happy and fist pumping after their rides.  Little Jakey was a bug riding with his head up proud onto the slope of the beach.  B was gangly and daring figuring it all out for the first time.  The ocean tasted so salty.  The water was cold.  It was the perfect refreshment after our hot dense days.

The best bit of this whole impromptu early evening was to see my boys happy and carefree.  Being adventurous and making big life changes are hard tasks most especially for my little boys.  As much as I believe we will have a good life here north San Diego County, I hate seeing my boys struggle and grieve their old lives.  Jakey still looks at me with big eye to ask “we in California now?”.  It was lovely to have a carefree and happy afternoon.  Jakey danced up to the edge of the water after each board ride and pumped his little fist in the air.  B ran those long legs of his into the surf over and over.  Today this huge move of ours feels like a good idea.