Nevergirl’s

So, I’m sitting here, sipping my pleasantly hot cup of Milo and wondering why my sunburns pick the oddest of times to sting. Today, for instance. I was looking up myrtle beach hotels — don’t ask me why; must’av been all those MSN travel articles I was reading — and just like that, my shoulders, forehead, and nose started throbbing. I don’t know if body parts have memories but I suspect mine do. All it took for my sunburns to remember they exist were photos of glorious shorelines and skies.

I wonder when we would get to visit the beach next. We very rarely get to go near the water here. The girls love the water as much as I do. Here they are, raring to go swimming. Charlie is upset because she couldn’t wait. Alex, on the other hand, always has time for a pose or two.

Beaches are one of the reasons I miss home all the time. Back home, the beach (the nearest one at that, because there are several!) is only one 5-minute- tricycle ride away! Here, you can forget commuting if you’re thinking of going. Public transport just won’t do, especially if you have kids in tow!

I wonder how we’ll fare when we move. There, the nearest body of water is at least two hours away. Will we shrink and wither like parched cacti? Or, will we take the absence of shoreline in stride and think the farm life around us make good replacements? We’ll know soon enough, I guess. In the meantime, my sunburns continue to sting and I pine away for the sand, sea, and sky.

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