I'm going to give you a little spoiler right now: we mothers love going to the beach with our children. And, at least in my specific case, it's no wonder. In 2019. Before the Pandemic and the world changed forever, it was the last time I was able to go to the sea and have a good swim. My daughter, at the time, was no more than 4 years old. I didn't have a job, and to top it off, my whole life was a complete mess....
You know what's curious? That right at that moment of breakdown, luckily and due to the goodwill of my friends at the time, I was able to take my daughter to the sea to meet her. I don't remember seeing her as happy as she was on that occasion. She kept playing, jumping, asking me to make sand castles, splashing in the water and laughing at every tumble the waves gave us. It is too close that undeciphered link between being on the verge of collapse and the moment of inspiration, absolute beauty and magic. I am a sceptic but I confess that this phenomenon of coincidences has always fascinated me.
A couple of days ago, I didn't have to go to the office. I was lucky, I confess, but instead of being at home, quiet and doing nothing, I told my little girl that we were going to a magical place. I presented this little trip to her as an adventure. Where she and I would simply be the only protagonists. Again, that smile of accomplice and utter fascination came across her beautiful little girl's face. I am fortunate that going to the beach is no longer an option for me.
We decided to go, I packed everything. UV protection, swimming costumes, money, sunglasses, toys and some delicious homemade food for lunch, the two of us together watching the sea waves. Remember, she knew absolutely nothing. Although I told her that we were ‘having an adventure’ on Thursday, I had already decided the night before what I was going to do. So, I was able to move everything forward to prevent her from suspecting anything. It was a perfect plan. As mothers, we have this social burden of always having to be ‘perfect’ and sometimes we forget that none of it really matters. It is the happiness, safety and health of our little ones that matter most.
On the way, she totally fell asleep. I don't know what it is about bus seats but every baby in the world always falls asleep in the middle of the journey, haha. She opened her little eyes, looked at the eternal blue of the sea and immediately that expression of absolute happiness. The mystery was solved. The rest (I think) I have been able to capture in the photographs that I present to you here. All the children of the world deserve that dose of complicity and equality that we sometimes deny them as their parents... Going to the beach with my little daughter is, at least in this 2025, an experience of love and union. With more order in my life but with spontaneity.
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