pining for him in love

Time is like flowing water, the waves of the sea stretching the lazy beach, strolling on the sand with their bare feet and their own baby, letting the sand bestow gentle kisses on their feet ... The golden sun shines on the round face of the child wearing a duck-tongued hat, the breeze gently blows on Elena's face and long hair, the mother and child take a leisurely stroll through the crowd, sometimes collecting shells on the beach, sometimes sitting down to play in the sand. Sometimes he blinked his big eyes and looked at his mother innocently, sometimes he gave Elena an ice-cream-scented kiss on the cheek, making her face sticky, but she couldn't bear to criticise him as a mother. She took several pictures of the baby and sent them to Mischa, her new favourite boyfriend at that moment, thinking: the baby has grown so tall that if her favourite Mischa and the baby stood together they would be a beautiful sight, and sometimes she couldn't help thinking: would he like this boy? Would he be able to stand it when the baby was being naughty? She wished that the baby had been born with Mischa, that the father and son would have a very friendly relationship, that love and affection would be in harmony, how perfect it would all be! But in the end she can only console herself by saying: let everything develop naturally, maybe time will tell ...

Beautiful days always fly when you have the right people with you, and before you know it, the eight-day holiday is over and the child is back with his adoptive father in his circle of life.

Elena was left alone to fly back to Spain. It was a different trip to the two countries on earth she was most attached to, Belgium, where her beloved son lived, and Spain, where she loved her new boyfriend. She bids farewell to her beloved son and flies to the country of her new boyfriend, all full of hope, flying through the romantic clouds in the wind, wishing that Mischa, the love of her life, could walk with her through the clouds, watching the clouds roll in and out of the earth, sitting at the ebb and flow of the tide, walking hand in hand by the sea, sitting together on a chair in the garden at sunrise, listening to the birds singing and enjoying the life. We can sit together in a chair in the garden while listening to the birds singing, enjoying the sunrise and the aromatic coffee! She wondered what his kisses were like, gentle as water or stormy, all of which made her swoon in her fantasies, did he ever think of her? She doesn't know. ...