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Today I spent a very happy hour chatting with an old friend, brushed by waves and occasionally yelling at two small children to not swim any further than my voice could reach. When a friend has known you for nearly thirty years and still respects you and trusts you with her children, that's something. Deep down (all appearances notwithstanding,) I lack confidence, but today I gained some. I also got to see three different travel diaries from the same journey - mother and two children. It was totally wonderful. It also made me long to be in Wales tomorrow (not today, today is all about my mother, my friends, and Elwood Beach).