“She was the tide, always drifting in and out of the lives of those who loved her, eternally indecisive, unable to discern whether she desired the solidity and safety of the land, or the wild freedom of the ocean.”
You have always been a mermaid. From the first moment your fingers felt the water, to the moment you first gazed upon the ocean. Your heart has always belonged to the sea.
You have always felt the tug of the ocean, even hundreds of miles inland. Its siren song stuck in your head.
And now, your uncanny resemblance to Ariel and all your things making the trek to the seaside so you can live there. You are ready to call the beach your home.
In a way, you’re returning home.
You’ve always had the ocean inside of you–you are deep, mysterious, and parts of you are far too deep and dark for just anyone to explore. Sometimes you are calm on the surface but raging beneath. Your storms have taken many a victim–but on those sunny days, you are a haven. Warm, inviting, a place to find calm and peace.
You, my dear, are a mermaid. An elusive, mysterious creature; only few can claim to have really and truly seen you.
Sometimes it’s so hard to reach you when you retreat to the depths of your ocean; those who love you are left on the land unable to follow.
But, my mermaid girl, don’t forget us in your adventures.