Instead, I stood, looking down, and found I was still too afraid. I wish I could say that I fulfilled that childhood wish and leapt from the top of a dune. They were fearless! I was always jealous and longed to join in – but I had been too scared. I had a rush of memories of my brothers giggling as they jumped off the dunes. Soon, I was walking across the dunes to the beach. I believe this was because I felt the day wasn’t about me – it was about Little Juju.
I felt my spirits rise and realised I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt so uninhibited and able to lose myself in the moment. On this trip, I sang loudly and didn’t care that I was out of tune. As a child, for fear of being mocked, I would sing under my breath to songs that my father played in the car. I turned up the music and lost myself in cheesy tunes from the 80s and 90s.
I was nervous at first because I had been avoiding driving.
