more kites

While we were in California we spent a day at Huntington Beach. Our family visited that same beach three years ago when I was pregnant with Larry.  I think I wanted to go back to remember being there with my dad.

We had a couple kites in our trunk so the boys spent the afternoon flying them.  It reminded me of the first time Lennon flew a kite the week my dad died.  And how in my last conversation with him I told him all about it and he was so proud.  This recent day on the beach, for one of the first times since he died, I felt like maybe he really was nearby.  It would've made him so happy.

Then:

Now:

The tangled knot that eventually ended the fun.  Although Tod tried pretty hard to unravel all that.

It's so sad but so good that life goes on.