Hello my lovelies! What a beautiful weekend Easter is set to be! Today Saturday was lovely here in Connecticut. The sun’s shining and temperatures are rising, and that is always reason for good cheer as far as I’m concerned.
My boy is away for the weekend, gone to attend an annual convention with his group of friends in Boston –he’s always been independent like that. So what did hubby and I do today? We drove down to the beach to catch some early sun –brilliant idea!
I love going to the beach when I’m home here as it’s only 30 minutes away and I don’t have to drive since hubby does all the driving when we go anywhere together. He loves to drive, so I let him. I’ve been driving for over a decade but I don’t enjoy it much, I’d rather let someone else do it ten out of ten times.
In Belgium, the beach is about 2 hours away from where I used to live back then, so that made for quite a drive. My friend Pierrette would always drive us down there to Oostende (Dutch for East-end) and we’d spend hours stuck in traffic both ways.
There was this one time Pierrette and I drove down to the beach with our two boys for a day at the beach. The boys were playing quietly side-by-side while we chatted up a storm. We had a keen eye on them as they ran into the water and back right next to us where they were building sand castles. Next thing we realized, my son was ‘missing’.
He was barely two years old so you can imagine our distress when we could not find him on a beach packed with thousands of people. We ran up and down the beach scanning the countless children and yelling out his name but it was noisy so our voices were drowned out.
Then suddenly, there he was, just few meters from where we’d been seated the whole time. He hadn’t gone anywhere, hadn’t an idea that he was supposedly ‘lost’, and that mum was on the phone trying to get the Belgian police to come down and help find him.
I ran to him, scooped him up and hugged him tight. Obviously he did not understand what the kerfuffle was about, and all he wanted to do was to quietly finish building his sand castle, happy and content as can be. We sat for a while and let him finish up, then gladly left the throngs of people behind and drove home. I honestly think that was the last time we ever went down to the beach in Belgium.
I’ve always felt relieved that he didn’t realize he was ‘missing’; I’d have hated it if he were lost, panicked and crying. The whole things must have lasted about half an hour but it might’ve as well been the whole day.
I always feel like such a bad mother every time I remember the episode. And I have multiple other stories of this young man getting ‘lost’ (from my perspective) while to him he’s just gradually making his way back to me –Lol! The kid is independent, what can I say? And I’m just being a mum so I panic easily where he is concerned.
Well, here’s to wishing you all safe beach days, keep your loved ones close every time you are around large crowds.
Photo Credit: Mr. Grey [using an iPad Air] || Shoot Location: Connecticut Long Island Sound Beach