Another day...another beach.

A disturbed nights sleep followed by a morning/early afternoon of Uni work. Coffee and chocolate croissant sitting on the sea wall. The Boy following directions to collect shells amongst the rocks. Tiny water birds. Pipping taxis. Parentals. Bubbles. Chinese takeaway. Stories. Laughter...

I miss my Kuifje.

Despite the missing, the surreal situation - I am one very very lucky lady. I try hard to keep reminding myself of that when I think I'm having a bad day. Because, no matter what, I am loved and have many people to love. And love really does make the world go round.

Life is good...xxx