Sea Changes, She changes, do you see changes?

Grandpa strides into the sea

The sea which is always the same is always changing. That man striding into the sea is always the same but apparently changing too; from a young man on the brink of marriage taking his fiancée to see the North Sea to a Grandpa of some fine grandchildren, from newly employed to retired. And there is photographic evidence that once upon a time, that Grandpa was a small child and even a baby!  In Suffolk by the sea we visit a young woman who we have known since she was a child.  She has returned again and again to the shingle beach with her own children, naturally instilling in them a love of the great sea and sky, of an uncomplicated life.  She gives me tea while managing the children who range from 16 down to 6, all with different needs.  One needs her artwork looked at, one needs a film put on, one has to move for the film to be screened, one just wants a chocolate biscuit because her new friend next door has preferred her older brother as a playmate!  It was always thus and faint memories of being that mother return and I wonder how I ever managed juggling cups of tea and all the movement which children bring!  I am in awe of motherhood as it takes shape in a young woman with all the qualities needed to bring up a family, some instilled in her own childhood by her own mother, some new ones which we older ones either admire or worry about!  The eyes which are watching this change in their physical way are changing, they need the help of lenses to see the beauty out there, but the inner eye which is always watching, doesn't change in that way.  It simply sees and more and more how very beautiful everything in its proper place is.