Today I took my kids to the beach, which is always nice.
Last year, the kids and I traveled to Germany to visit my family. Somtime during the second day my daughter asked if we could go to the beach on one of the following days. I remembered that today. It’s funny what we take for granted. Of course, for the vast majority of her young life she’s lived on an island or another, never more than a few travel minutes from a beach.
We might move on next year. We’re an Army family after all.
I’ll miss the beach.
By the way, where my parents live in Germany, there’s no beach for hundreds of miles.
GHOST CRAB status: worked on dialogue for two later chapters. Been mulling over the opening for chapter six.