I watch you on the beach from afar, taking in this new and wild scenery. You do not see me or know me, but one day you will. You will be so incredibly special and important to me and I to you, but this is not about that.
You are sitting, observing this space around you, quietly so. The air is salty on your lips and the sand clings to your toes, feet, and legs like old stockings.
You breathe deeply and calmly in a way that you haven’t for years since you all started this journey. This is a sad truth for a girl so young. You tip your head back and glide yourself onto your back. The fluffy, white clouds dangle like on invisible strings above; perched there just for you in curious shapes of animals that you are yet to learn about.
This is nothing like your home before, and it has taken you some time to feel changed.