As I stood there, looking out at the darkened ocean... the waves tickling my toes... the thoughts of just walking into the inky black waves with the cotton white tips almost overwhelms me. The wind pulls my hair in all different directions, the sand sticks to my clammy skin. And I am calm. This is my home. This is where my heart lies. I have already made the decision to leave everything I know behind me and move to the place of my birth. The place where I belong. I'm not meant to be inland... not me. I want to spread my wings and find the life I'm meant to live. And I'm quite sure that life does not include taxi's, traffic, limited time, scraping for money, no time for myself, fighting and being taken for granted. I'm pretty sure that life includes spending time with the people I love, relaxed driving, working in a place that appreciates me, doing what I really want to do, not what people expect me to do, finding love in my life, quiet dinners in front of the fireplace with the sound of the ocean all around me... Get my drift?
As I stood there, looking out at the twinkling lights of the faraway ships... I savor the wind in my hair. The smell of salty water tickling my nose. The clammy feeling on my skin and the sand between my toes.
I think of the days of my grandfather and I, playing on the beach, building sand castles with dubi (baby sunscreen) on our noses. Yes, both of us. I remember how he took me into the 'Big Sea' where the kids aren't allowed to swim. He was so strong. He never let me go. I recall the long walks we took on the beach, looking for crabs and scouring the ocean for dolphins and whales. He was always just as fascinated as I was at my young age.
I remember the time of my great-grandmother and I... we also took such long walks on the beach. A lot of times we had to stay on the brick sidewalk because she couldn't walk in the sand for too long. But then she'd let me walk or run where I wanted to. She came to sit on the beach with me and helped me build sand castles or even just sat there talking and laughing with me. My great-grandmother always took me outside to see the flowers and 'get fresh air'. Because of her, I never really liked staying inside to watch television. I loved the outdoors. I loved nature. I still do. And that's a very good thing. Especially in a child...
As I stood there on the beach in Richards Bay looking out at the darkened ocean... the waves tickling my toes... I promised myself ... I promised the sea... that I would come back. And soon. I made the conscious decision to move to Durban. I have to. For my own sanity. My problem is I'm very family orientated. I love the people and things in my life and I hate change. But change is good, isn't it? I hope so. I'm taking a leap of faith to sort of 'start a new life' in Durbz. I can't wait. I don't belong inland. I don't feel right here. I need to hear the ocean song every day and feel alive.
I have a couple of friends from where I live who want to move with me! Haha!! I think we should get one helluva big house and all move in together. We're young! Why not?! Yeah I know I'll have to think it through. We all have to. And find jobs down there and everything. But it's not impossible. We'll make it work. I'll make it work.
By 2010 I will be in Durban, Kwazulu-Natal. I promise myself that.
What an adventure...
As I stood there, looking out at the twinkling lights of the faraway ships... I savor the wind in my hair. The smell of salty water tickling my nose. The clammy feeling on my skin and the sand between my toes.
I think of the days of my grandfather and I, playing on the beach, building sand castles with dubi (baby sunscreen) on our noses. Yes, both of us. I remember how he took me into the 'Big Sea' where the kids aren't allowed to swim. He was so strong. He never let me go. I recall the long walks we took on the beach, looking for crabs and scouring the ocean for dolphins and whales. He was always just as fascinated as I was at my young age.
I remember the time of my great-grandmother and I... we also took such long walks on the beach. A lot of times we had to stay on the brick sidewalk because she couldn't walk in the sand for too long. But then she'd let me walk or run where I wanted to. She came to sit on the beach with me and helped me build sand castles or even just sat there talking and laughing with me. My great-grandmother always took me outside to see the flowers and 'get fresh air'. Because of her, I never really liked staying inside to watch television. I loved the outdoors. I loved nature. I still do. And that's a very good thing. Especially in a child...As I stood there on the beach in Richards Bay looking out at the darkened ocean... the waves tickling my toes... I promised myself ... I promised the sea... that I would come back. And soon. I made the conscious decision to move to Durban. I have to. For my own sanity. My problem is I'm very family orientated. I love the people and things in my life and I hate change. But change is good, isn't it? I hope so. I'm taking a leap of faith to sort of 'start a new life' in Durbz. I can't wait. I don't belong inland. I don't feel right here. I need to hear the ocean song every day and feel alive.
I have a couple of friends from where I live who want to move with me! Haha!! I think we should get one helluva big house and all move in together. We're young! Why not?! Yeah I know I'll have to think it through. We all have to. And find jobs down there and everything. But it's not impossible. We'll make it work. I'll make it work.
By 2010 I will be in Durban, Kwazulu-Natal. I promise myself that.What an adventure...
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Um, can I just say wow. That, my friend, was impressive! Holy crap!
Where was that during the contest??
Gosh, now here I am, feeling all whimsical and wanting to go somewhere after reading your post, and I feel that you should win something. Hmmmm. Let's see. Maybe I'll have something up my sleeve, you'll just have to wait and see!! =)
REALLY????
I was kinda just rambling. I was going to enter it but didn't get a chance. But ScoMan deserved it too. His was awesome. Heehee. Now I'm suddenly proud of myself. Thanks.
(Shows you how much I value your opinion...)
=D
So beautiful!
Come move to the states! I live right near the ocean ;-)
Its beautiful!
Ok, maybe not but you could visit :)
I wish Jenn ... I wish!
You're one of the top 5 on my list of ppl to visit when (and if) I tour the world. How awesome would that be?!
Thanks!
Through your writing it is obvious that you are a child of the ocean. Nicely written :)
@Ladytruth - You are SO right. I can't get enough. But I love the bush too... kinda torn on that one. Thanks. I'm exploring my writing. So we'll see where it goes. =D
Beautiful, evocative writing. I came over to you via Hillbilly Duhn's post.
wow just wow-that was amazing!
stopping by to give you ^5s for being hillbillies commenter of the week
Oh, and yes, really, I liked the way you wrote this. It was good!
And if you've noticed a few new looky loo's it's cause I sent em yer way, since you know, (kicking around dirt at my feet) I sorta made you follower of the week!
Surprise for having such a good writing post and not getting to win!
@Kyslp - Thank you! Very much appreciated.
@Georgie - Thank you sweetie. I didn't know I was that good. (Pat myself on the back) Got a lot to learn though.
@Hillbilly - Thank you sweetie!! I'm so excited and grateful! On my way to check it out
Hi! I'm visiting from Hillbilly Duhn's site. Congrats on the award. This was absolutely beautiful! It flowed together like water.
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