Aiden sat in the warm sand at one of his favorite beaches on the island that he has resided his entire life. He was born on a Caribbean island in the West Indies and was afforded many opportunities that most babies never see in their lifetime. He was tanned all all over, with bright blue eyes. He was certainly one of the cutest babies on the island. He spent many of his mornings and afternoons digging his toes in the sand and splashing in the crystal clear water.
He was quite happy where he was, and had no desire to leave. Except that he had to. His family’s business was complete and it was time for them to return home. His parent’s were excited to go back, but Aiden had never been there and he was concerned what it meant for him.
For one, the weather was much different. Aiden did not tolerate the cold real well and he hated ice cubes. He was sure he would not be able to handle this thing called snow. And he could not go to the beach daily, like he had for the past ten months. He could not imagine a day without a trip to the beach.
Aiden loved digging his chubby little fingers into the white sands looking for treasures like seashells and rocks. One of his favorite things was throwing fistfuls of sand in the air and watching the tropical breeze blow it away. He also loved to squeal and smack at the floating pieces of seaweed in the ocean. It frightened, yet intrigued him at the same time. He liked it here and did not believe he could be just as happy anywhere else.
He sighed. All these good times are soon to be over. He would be turning one in a few weeks. He had just learned to walk, and was planning on more exploration with his new found skill. Heck, his first steps were on a beach and he nearly gave his mom a heart attack when he first crawled. She placed him just at the water’s edge, far enough up from where the waves would break, so that the water just tickled Aiden’s toes. His mom turned for just a moment to grab a toy for him when he decided to go out in the water towards his dad. Aiden was just about to get pummeled by a wave when both his parents scooped him up simultaneously. Aiden was thrilled. His parents not so much. But they loved him very much and were proud of his accomplishment.
Aiden’s mom picked him up and asked if he would like to take a swim. Aiden kicked and splashed about. He wondered if he would ever forget how warm, but refreshing the Caribbean water felt . He wanted to remember as much as possible. He smelled the salty air and soaked up the warmth of the sun. He listened to the waves crash and the gulls cackle. He loved the sounds and the sights that the beach had to offer. He could never get numb to it.
Aiden looked up towards the sun. He could feel it’s intensity lighten. It would be time to go soon. The sun set fast on the islands for some reason. He began to feel a slight chill. His mom must have felt it too because she got out of the water. She placed Aiden back down in the sand and went to pack things up.
Aiden knew his days here were limited. He just wished that he was old enough to actually remember his time spent here.