Took out the blogging addendum. Not really into thinking about blogging now.
I walked from the Santa Monica Pier to the end of Venice Beach and back. It was a perfect beach day. When I came back to my towel a little girl was hysterically crying while her rather distraught mother was trying to comfort her and watch her older two children at the waters edge.
I went to the little girl and whispered in her ear:
“Can I tell you something?”
She stopped crying a little and nodded yes.
“When you grow up you’re going to be a princess.”
She stopped crying and asked how I knew:
“Look at your mommy. She looks like a princess and you look just like her.”
She smiled and ran to her mother who said “I don’t know what you said, but thank you.”
The girl said “it’s our secret.”
Then she ran to the water to be with her brother and sister. The mother smiled at me, and I told her as I didn’t want her to think I was some kind of pervert. Her smile turned into a big grin.
It was kind of magical.
Sometimes life is perfect.