As adults, we have a lot of pressures on us. Job, family, friends, frenemies, shopping, and so forth. We get hit from every angle sometimes.
I rarely went to the beach as a kid. I grew up in the cement world. But, I made a concerted effort to take my son to the beach. We were lucky to have lived in both San Francisco and Los Angeles. And, for a few of his birthdays, we took beach and sunny trips. Pool trips. And, boy did he love them.
The thought of his happiness building a sandcastle, learning to swim, or flying a kite is both invigorating and a bit of sadness. It’s sad, in that, the stage of being a kid enjoying simplicity is gone.
But it need to be.