Holding a Father’s Hand

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For long stretches, the boys turned from bodies-in-motion to bodies-in-wonder as they stood out in the waves and watched the ocean water crashing in upon their legs. Β I’m sure they squealed at the wonder of it all, but their noises did not reach me as I sat on the sand. Β I marveled at the scene. Β The waves were powerful forces that represented equal parts wonder and danger. Β But the boys did not waver before the waves for they held their father’s hand. Continue reading