Gigi, my baby,

Having you by my side at this specific place feels like you’ve always been here. Your feet climbing these rocks, your hands exploring their inhabitants, the sun passing through your golden curls, the sea dancing in the background, is a sight that feels like home.

Before you were born, I would come here and spend hours staring at the sea. The way it dances with the rocks, coming back and forth, sometimes with delicacy, sometimes with fierceness. The way it carries out the seaweeds until they flow back out in the opposite direction. The way the sun reflects on its surface, adding to the scene thousands of brilliant souls. A show that would get met every time. Filling me with the deep conviction that nothing would really matter as long as this show keeps playing on.

Coming here while I was expecting you was even more special. Because for the first time, I felt I was not just gazing the show. I was part of it. We were part of it. While you were in me, swimming in your own sea, my body was creating all the resources you needed. The stretches marks on my belly felt like the ones time and life traced on the rocks I was sitting on. Everything made suddenly so much sense. I never felt so connected to this place. To the sea. To the rocks. To the seaweeds. To the sun.

Being here with you today is just how the show naturally continues. You’re now experiencing the scene with your own eyes and it fills mine with tears. Because I realise how this place has now changed me. It’s not about the sea, the rocks, the seaweeds and the sun anymore. It’s about you and them. And how the five of you are turning my favourite show into something even bigger.

Gigi, my baby,

I cannot tell what the future holds. The world we’re living in might become stranger and stranger. So keep coming here. Whatever happens, the sea dancing along the rocks, the seaweeds and the sun, is the only show that will ever matter. Keep climbing these rocks and admiring their inhabitants, keep welcoming the sun in your golden curls. Keep dancing along with the sea, the rocks and the seaweeds. Always be thankful for this show to exist. To resist time and life. Maybe one day, you’ll come here with your own child too, and this will just be the natural continuation of this amazing show.