For the next hour my daughter and I dig the shovels deep into the earth and excavate the dirt to turn into mud pies and sand castles. The sound of the waves crashing in the distance echoes gently between the giggles that I share with my little girl. As soon as I would dump my sand out of the mold, she took excitement out of squashing it the minute I looked the other way. A silly game that would only last an hour in time, but a lifetime in our memory.
As I looked around I noticed that we were the only ones on the beach that day. Just the two of us, left alone to bask in the glory of our beautiful surroundings. This would be our last adventure for the year, as school would be
starting soon. Our days together would be limited now by bus schedules and dance lessons. But for today we have the entire world at our fingertips, with nothing but the peaceful sounds of nature to interrupt our precious mother
I often wonder how many more times I will get to enjoy days like this. Times when she still wants to play with her mother instead of her friends. How many more afternoons in the sun we will get to walk the shores hand in hand is
unknown, so for now I am taking in every minute of it. Today she is still my little girl and I want to preserve that in my heart, for you never know how many more chances you will get to hear “I love you mommy.”