The power of the ocean

So three days ago I snuck out of the house and walked down the beach to the flags and went for a swim out beyond the breakers. I have not done this in at least four years and really, maybe only twice since having children. Dudes, that’s twice in 11 years.

I don’t know, for about six months I have had this total compunction to swim in the ocean and well, that is just not my style. But people, I am here to say that three days ago, that swim restored my spirit more than you can possibly imagine.

Oh, don’t get me wrong, we are still totally skint but that panic, that fear, that stress about it has subsided.

The water was crystal clear and the most perfect temperature – enough to make you inhale on first touch but that was it, then it was just straight out. And there I floated, duck dived, swam and laughed out loud at my childlike joy of being where I was.

I then hot-footed it home and hussled all the surly complaining lard arses out of the house and dragged them over to the beach to.

And there we have been every day since. Twice today. Felix has discovered the joy that is hanging out beyond the breakers. Jasper has discovered the joy of a boogy board and has absolutely no fear. Grover is in that land of chasing the waves and wanting more but then hating it when he’s in it. And Oscar, well, Chef and I had to drag him in on that first swim and man was he dirty about it. Then yesterday and today? That kid was It was just stunning to watch.

So nothing has changed and everything has changed. Your kind words and support have done so much to bolster my spirit so between the blogosphere and the ocean I feel like a new woman.

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  • Zoe

    I am so glad that you had a beautiful time in the ocean, and that you had some time to yourself. It works for me too


  • Eleanor

    I know exactly what you mean about the ocean, and I'm telling you – I'm sitting here reading your words and laughing and clapping at the image of you enjoying that frolic in the water.

    I bet Fifi the Fish will appreciate this post too.

    Apart from that I'm just dropping by to say that I love you.

  • blackbird

    I wish I had thought to suggest it.
    I was just complaining to Eleanor that you don't go to the beach…of course we each quickly pointed out that GOING to the beach with three small children/one larger boy who might need special attention and w/o Chef might be a bit of an undertaking. Nevertheless, we thought it would be good for you.

  • blackbird

    – oh, and, when they start leaving heaps of money in the ocean, for those of us who are totally skint, could you let me know?

  • Anonymous

    I am cheering like a child here.
    Happy happy happy for you.
    Keep swimming! It does wonders for everyone in every way.

  • Frogdancer

    I thought of Fifi too!

  • sooz

    The ocean is such a special special place – the force, the violence, the soothing, the magic…so glad you have renewed your relationship with it. And for goodness sake, read BREATH!

  • Muzbot

    You're so right about it being magical. I woke up in one of those "ugh, I'm too tired to go to work" moods so I dragged myself down for a swim to just liven up a little. It did the trick. So much so, that I looked up at the huge clock on the surf club wall and saw I was now going to be very late for work. Meh. So be it. Those moments ducking and diving between the waves are worth every minute.

  • Leah

    I am so glad to read this Kim.
    I just wish that our families lived a lot closer than we do.
    Also, we have an adorable photo of Jasper underwater from Christmas time =)
    Hope all is well!
    Love Leah

  • peskypixies

    so pleased to read this!!!!!


  • Kate

    I was living the beach when my dad died last year. I think that is the main reason I am as sane now as I am. There's just something about it that's healing and soothing and energising all at the same time.

  • Anonymous

    This lovely post has restored my soul.
    I'm so glad you dove in, Kim.