She opened her wrinkled eyes to the bright sun glinting off the water. His voice bounced off the lake in the same way. She heard his cries, so deeply familiar to her that they could have come from her own body.
She was 75 and he was 5. A mismatched pair if ever there was one.
He was running around the sand. And ran over to her, dripping on her a few times to get her to pay attention. He was ready to circumambulate and she wanted to stay in the moment. He ran off in front of her, but kept returning to make sure she was always right behind.
By the time they got to Red Cross beach, they looked more like a middle-aged mother and her teenaged son.
She was 75 and he was 5. A mismatched pair if ever there was one.
He was running around the sand. And ran over to her, dripping on her a few times to get her to pay attention. He was ready to circumambulate and she wanted to stay in the moment. He ran off in front of her, but kept returning to make sure she was always right behind.
By the time they got to Red Cross beach, they looked more like a middle-aged mother and her teenaged son.
