So much for relaxing.
Instead, my head was spinning with all the possible ways my hubby and I could quickly get the children out of harm's way in the 15-20 minutes before the big wave hit, if an earthquake were to happen.
It's not that I think I have control over the situation ... I know I don't. But - as a mother - I need to at least feel like I have some semblance of control over how our family would respond. As in ... "Kids, if you feel the earth shaking while we're on the beach, don't worry about your toys. Leave them there. Grab Mommy or Daddy's hand and run as fast as you can." I didn't want to freak them out, but I wanted them to be prepared for how to react ... just in case.
So, with that ... we went to the beach. It was cold (thank goodness for extra hot mochas!), but gorgeous. I took lots of deep breaths. I enjoyed myself immensely ... especially once we broke out the baseball, mitts, and our trusty beachwood bat! :-) I even felt some tension slip away.
I would never want to deprive my family of experiences because of fear or because of my desire to protect them. The coast is one of our favorite family destinations and always will be. For me, though ... while the ocean has always been awe-inspiring in its beauty; I am now so very awestruck and aware of its destructive power. Maybe that feeling will soften with time. Maybe it won't ... and that's OK. Either way, my choice will be to enjoy the experience, appreciate the beauty, and - knowing that each member of my family is on the same page with how to respond to a 'just in case' situation - trust that all will be well.