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Memories

As I sit here old and stiff, I can hear and feel my old bones creak. I sit by the window to be near the world I once roamed, when I was young. It may not be quite the same, for the glass of the window does separate me and my favourite place. The memories I share with those sandy dunes are bright and happy. Childhood walks and picnics, tantrums in my younger days when I was refused an ice cream, throwing sand with my siblings when mother and father were trying to sun bathe, oh what a naughty child I was! Rolling in the sand when we were covered in sun cream, and that wonderous feeling when the sea washed us all clean! As I grew older the sea turned into a wonderful friend, if I felt sad or lonely or had a burning secret to tell, the sea was always first to know and first to make me smile. The many hundreds of books I read, while lying on the sand, in summer holidays long passed. I could go on forever talking of these times, the best of my life. I vowed that when I grew older I would make it my life's ambition to buy a house by this beach, which has been so good to me. My heart still soars when I think of the day I moved here, away from the stresses of the life I was leading. I know this place never made me rich or famous but my heart is full of love and respect for this inspiring landscape. If you need proof of my love you should see my studio, painting after painting of the same beach, the same coastline, my home. I may not be able to walk the beach as often as I would like to, but my hand still transports me onto the very sand when I sketch the familiar and most loved shapes. The sea's constant noise and wonderful dance still sends me to sleep like a lullaby would,  soothing a sweet. The sea's swells and tides are the rhythm of my life. The sea tells me everything and I tell all too. For old friends and allies are we, and best friends! So thanks to the sea, the sand and the sky my life has been brilliant, brimming with happiness and laughter, and I would never ask for a better companion, me and the Sea, the Sea and me.

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Aspire to be

Your story memories,is very reflective, very poignant,  not sad, not sad if you've lived life, 

good write 

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