When a little boy came with a small bucket and spade, all business like, she got curious. He just looked all-around and settled down at a spot which felt best for him. And there he started building his castle out of sand. She felt as if he was showing her life being built. Carefully and patiently he was drawing the castle's perimeter in the sand and then he mounded a big pile of sand inside it. After that he made a hole in the center, filled it with water, and tamped it down. Slowly he added layers of sand and water until he had a firm and level mound. Then when was all set to finish a huge tide came and washed off half of his sand castle. He was going to scream his lungs out of sadness, she was betting on that. But she was amused when he angrily glared at the sea and started rebuilding his castle again, as if telling the sea that nothing could stop him from making him finish what he started. And that was the wake-up call for her, to rebuild her life again, to rejuvenate herself and start fresh.
Linking this to BAR Wordy Wednesday.