This night my child, her dad, and I went to China Beach. We watched as the tide came in. I ran the length of the beach with glee calling out in the voice of a little child: running, running, running!We raced. We stomped the seafoam to bits. We climbed the rocks and got scared as the waves broke around us and flooded below.
It was such a sweet expenditure of pent up energy. We'd had a very tense time in the prior days. And now for a few moments we were whole, together, happy.
