Sunday, June 30, 2013
Sand and Sea before surgery
I squeezed in a bit of sand and sea time today before leaving for KL tomorrow, before the big surgery.
Today was the first time we went to the beach since being back in Malaysia. It felt good to feel the sand under my bare feet. It feels like home for me now. I've flown over the South China Sea so many times but until today I wasn't in it.
I took a wrong turn and went to the popular beach close by instead but when I realised my mistake, I quickly made my way to our usual secluded beach that was not far away. In this semi-private and not so well known beach, there are no vendors, no hoipolloi. Sometimes there's a few local kids hanging out here and fishermen, but it is usually a small number.
We got there really late, well into the evening, close to dusk. The sea was calm, and there was no rain in sight. It had been raining every day for a while with scattered thunderstorms, but this beach was clear of all of that.
The South China sea felt warm and inviting. I knew I didn't have much time to savour it fully. I was satisfied with just being in it, walking around, barefoot.
Zoe took great delight in digging for crabs after initially complaining about them running rampant on the beach, squealing at the slightest sight of crab holes.
If you want to stay and play, quit whining and get over it! I said.
And with that...she was let loose!
I love that the first thing she did was write L-O-V-E in the sand. It was cute!
I had told my parents at the last minute, that I intended to take a short ride to the beach and even though they usually don't enjoy it, they must have sensed that it was important to me to go today. I have no chance of going to my usual Perhentian getaway, so this little outing will have to do me for the rest of the year.
They too came along with little fuss. We took so many pictures today especially after I discovered my camera was capable of some special effects!
Zoe knew her time was running out when the light faded. It was hard for me to leave too.
Because of my surgery, she and I both won't be able to go to Perhentian this year.
If it is for your safety, Mummy, it's okay. We can go next year.
In the moment those words were uttered, I felt such pride. And such sorrow as well. I knew it was a great disappointment for her too, that she couldn't go snorkelling.
We will swim with the fishies next year baby.
Soon, darling. We will go to the island we love.