I looked up at the clear sky, and saw how the sun was hiding toward the horizon . It wasn't hot or cold, just the perfect warm temperature after a usual sunny day. The harsh waves that massaged the sand caught my attention, "Why haven't you ask to go for a walk on the beach? You always ask", I suddenly asked my mom. "Well, it hadn't come to my mind... Do you want to go?", she replied with little surprise at first. Sure, why not? I thought, me wanting to walk through the beach with my mom doesn't happen everyday.
As our delicate feet walked on the soft grayish sand, and the waves occasionally kiss our tip toes, we talk, we share, we laugh, and see a couple of fish drawn by tide to the shore. It felt so good, a feeling of comfortableness, a feeling that draw me to her, and made us tighter, the feeling of mother and daughter spending time together...
I enjoy every second that goes by in these moments, and it has showed to me that if we both try hard enough, each time we would make it better and better. I wish that it could be like this at least most of the time...
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