I remember that day, she was radiant like the sun of the Caribbean Sea that tanned her tender skin.
Perhaps it could have been one more day at the beach like many others, but that day there was an enchantment in the atmosphere. It was a family Sunday like on other occasions: my mother, my brothers, my sisters-in-law, my wife and me.
And of course Michelle ... my princess.
I've seen this photograph many times, and I feel lucky to have been able to capture that moment.
I can't help but reflect on the way our children grow up, sometimes we wish they never grew up. This utopian desire we have all of us at some point, but inexorably, they will grow up, form their own families and go to the beach to share moments like those we lived that day.
It is the cycle of life right? Born, grow, reproduce, and die. But along the way we are tilling the soil where our legacy will remain.
If we must invest time in something valuable, that is our family, our children, our women. and our parents.
Since I have the happiness of living in Cumaná, a city located on the shores of the Caribbean Sea, it is daily for me to go to the beach, bathe in the sea and feel the sun embrace my skin.
Many times I can find celebrations of beach sporting events like Windsurfing and Kitesurfing.
Music is always present when we are on the beach. Latin music resonates in the environment. In my country "La Salsa" is heard a lot.
But I prefer Reggae and Ska. So I wanted to select this song from a Venezuelan band that I like and that its songs refer to the atmosphere of Agua, Sol y Arena.
Rawayana - HIGH feat. Apache