Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Shifting Sand


You would think, just by looking at a simple sand castle, that it would be an easy accomplishment. Something fun to do to pass the time spent on the shore. For some that might be true. For others, not so much.

My older sister had kids before me, and her first was a premie. He just barely made it, and had to fight with everything he had as a little two pounder to make it. He learned early that if you're going to make it in this life, you have to be a fighter, and that doesn't come easy.

Almost four years ago, when we lost my sister's husband, my sweet nephew of only 8 at the time, lost not only his daddy...he lost his best friend, his biggest fan, his closest confidant, his hero, his life. Much of their days together were spent on the beach. Exploring the rugged outer banks, learning to surf, playing in the water, building sand castles with extreme attention to detail.

We love to take them back down to the beach whenever we can, and this past weekend happened to be one of those times. It's funny, when we're getting ready to go down to the beach, all we hear from this particular nephew is...

"I don't want to go. How long are we going to be down there? I'll get all sandy, and it's gonna be cold."

fight fight fight....argue argue argue.

After he gets all that out of his system, he quietly shuffles his big almost man sized feet down the steps and over to the shore.

I think just getting to the sand is the hardest part.

Then for the next hour, or two, or three, he sits immersed in the sand, using whatever "tools" he can find to craft a most beautiful creation. One with great detail and skill...one that his father would be proud of. And once again, I marvel at how this boy of only 12 years, is choosing to fight to live life. How he has to choose to be a part of the rest of our lives, even just to build a sand castle that won't be there tomorrow.

5 comments:

Trisha said...

How thankful he'll be for the encouragement all of you gave him each day to keep pressing on. God is good, and perhaps one day, this precious boy will love to build castles with his own son as he remembers great moments with his Daddy.

LoveCompanion said...

This is so beautiful, Melissa! Thank you for sharing here today and reminding us why we do what we do - for the love of it and to bring joy to others who can experience the process with us. hugs, Jenn

Get Real Girl said...

This post is exactly what Tuesdays Unwrapped is all about. Thank you for sharing this beautiful post today.

Amy Sasser said...

Love this post. Love how you love those boys. Love you!

Dawn said...

this makes me gasp for breath... but i celebrate the fight to live too... right along side you. and i bet at the end of the day, he's glad he went. a few more memories to tuck away.