[Image: Man holding a woman with a walking stick up in the waves at the beach]
"Let's go in the waves" she said.
"It'll be fun" she said.
She forgot about the strong undertow and the big sign out front warning of strong currents, rips, and sand bars.
She also forgot about her neuromuscular issues, and weakness, and that pesky problem she has with being upright.
She told herself about the compression from the water.
He laughed and held her up as the waves and undertow tried to take her out.
She lost control of her walking stick and her legs kept collapsing.
But she laughed and he laughed.
Great squeals of laughter.
He picked her up and held her tight as the waves churned and roared around her legs.
Then he carried her back up the beach, her arms slipping again and again from his neck.
She flopped on the blue and white throw, not to move again for some time.
He passed her the water bottle and reminded her to drink.
She breathed in and felt her body ache and tremble with exhaustion.
Everything hurt and she wanted to vomit.
But damn she felt better than she had in all the past year.
If you love me with all your heart
If you love me, I'll make you a star in my universe.
(Angus and Julia Stone, For You)