I went for a late night swim last night in one of my very favourite beaches here in Co. Waterford.
The fact that it was moving towards Dad’s birthday today was on my mind ~ he was born in 1919 and died in 2010.
Imagine my surprise when I got to the swimming spot and saw that someone had written the message, that was subconsciously swirling around in my head, high up on the rocks.
I’m certainly not a fan of writing on rock faces but I must admit that this message was one which seemed to shout out what I and no doubt many other people whose beloved fathers have died, or left for some reason, feel.
The swim was divine and later I was lured by the gorgeous light out along the coast.
Lots and lots of happy memories of times spent with Dad along this Co. Waterford coastline and, of course, my thoughts wandered to Co. Clare which was his native heath ~ a place that was his absolute heaven.
Be happy. It’s one way of being wise.’ Colette