Earlier this evening, the Husband and I stood outside briefly as a cool wind swept over us. "The air feels so nice." He said. This might seem like an ordinary thing, but it was the loveliest feeling. For whatever reason, today the air was nearly breathable. Yesterday's toxic swamp had drifted away and by evening time, the air was almost normal. Of course, it was also nearly normal the day BEFORE toxic soup day, so who knows what tomorrow will bring.
As school has been pushed back to next week, and the town is no longer burning down to ashes, we took the kids and headed toward the ocean and fresh air. I had the Offspring with me, plus the Boy's bestie, and the Grandmother. We spent a very cold, very perfect day at Doran beach. It wasn't crowded, and despite being cold, it wasn't unbearable. I love a cold beach. As I was explaining to the Bestie's mother, I am a native Californian, and when you say beach I envision bulky sweaters, cold air, and campfires. Beach to me is being bundled up and watching the waves crash, as you dip your toes in icy water. The Bestie, and his family are Australian, and they do NOT understand this type of beach, but the boys had a lovely time constructing an elaborate sand castle with multiple defenses against the destructive waves. The Girl lay back on the soft sand and looked up at the blue sky above her, content, while I walked up and down the beach, listening to the waves break against the sand.
On the way to the beach, we passed by an elementary school, and we could see the kids going to their classes. "No fair!" One of the kids said from the back seat. "Yeah!" Another chimed in. "We want to go to school, too!" This has been a strange development in the last few days -- the Offspring longing to return to school. The boys were discussing it today. "I miss math!" The Bestie told the Boy. "I miss science! We were right in the middle of using microscopes!" I hope this fever for continued education continues once we are back into the rigors of school life.
I have discovered that I am deeply effected by the air quality. Yesterday, when the air was toxic, I felt pretty bummed, but give me a light breeze and better air conditions and I am downright hopeful. I keep thinking about all the people living in Beijing and the air quality they deal with every single day. It can't be an easy thing to never be able to take a breath or let a cool wind sweep across your face. I'll add to the list of the ways that I am fortunate - along with being able to go to school, and healthy drinking water.
Keep moving forward,