Name : Mary
Profession : Mother, writer, fitness instructor and substitute english teacher
Best day in her life :
"My best day…
The breeze was warm, tossing our hair and sweeping away lingering concerns about whether we had enough work that year and could we, should we even take this vacation. That breeze, and the lolling, inhale – exhale, pushing-pulling of waves scattered daily irritations of what to make for dinner and will you please, please, please practice violin? Clean your room?
Hapuna Beach, Hawaii. Olivia and I floated beyond the froth in the gentle cadence of deeper water; up to her little shoulders and above my belly. She squeezed my hand and we were buoyed by deep waves. We held each other close, feeling giddy because that water was a color of blue or green that cannot be described. A sea turtle swam nearby, nearly touching Olivia.
Casey and Henry, large and smaller versions of each other, were poised before the breaking surf, waiting for the right curve, the perfect wall of water that promised a forceful, steady ride. Henry’s brow lowered with determination, his eyes bright and his skin already the color of cinnamon. Our dear friends were on the beach, spreading out towels, putting on sunscreen, their two daughters laughing and digging in sand.
mail from the wind
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