The Secret Revealed: word for rip current or undertow in French
Wednesday, September 02, 2015
The photo Jean-Marc took of our daughter, before she momentarily disappeared.
The illusion of calm attracts swimmers. However, when great waves diminish, they (swimmers) are taken far away from the beach. When they try to swim against the current, they tire, weaken, and end up drowning. (See French translation below).
Today's Word: contre-courant
: ripcurrent, pull of tide, undertow
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L'illusion de calme attire les baigneurs. Cependant, quand les vagues venant du large faiblissent, ils sont emportés loin de la plage. Quand ils essaient de nager à contre-courant, ils se fatiguent, faiblissent et finissent par se noyer. -from "Courant d'arrachement" French Wikipedia entry.
A Day in a French Life...
by Kristin Espinasse
"There is something I have to talk to you about." The seconds that followed my husband's startling statement were punctuated by heartbeats. Lying there in bed, in the old stone grange of a rented island cottage, my thoughts raced to guess Jean-Marc's next words. Our children safe in the next room, Jean-Marc said softly:
"Jackie disappeared into the ocean...."
The punctuated thumping I had felt earlier was coming straight from my husband's heart, which beat against my back as he pulled me closer. "I could not keep this to myself any longer...." he admitted.
Jean-Marc could not bear to relive the moment when he watched our daughter being swept out to sea, and now he resisted my efforts to comfort him. "I need to finish," he said, "please let me finish," he urged, as I assured him all was OK.
"I was on the shore," he explained, "taking photos of Jackie as she swam out with her bodyboard. The water was so calm. And then a giant wave rose up and Jackie disappeared! After the wave crashed, I scanned the water for her. Fifteen... twenty seconds passed and I still could not see her. She had vanished. I was quickly swimming out when I heard a surfer shouting, "She is over there!"
With his eyes steadied on his child, Jean-Marc swam towards the horizon.
* * *
When Jackie could finally share her own grief with me a day later, owing to a secret vow, she said: "Maman, j'ai bu la tasse. I swallowed a mouthful. When I came up from the water, the shore was so far away....
I tried to swim back but became exhausted. And then I panicked. I thought about my life, including our last fight, and did you know I always love you--
Then I heard Papa shouting, Swim! Swim! But I was afraid for him trying to reach me. It was impossible to reach the shore. We would both drown!
* * *
Jean-Marc continued to shout, "Get on your bodyboard!" Jackie did what she was told and soon father and daughter reached one another. They were met by a rescue team who helped them out of the water, to the shore, where they took Jackie's blood pressure before letting her go home.
By the time I could comfort my daughter, a day later, I said to her, "Tell me everything you need to say. Get it all out."
As she rested her head in my lap, I stroked her soft hair and listened. "Ce n'est pas facile à comprendre." It is hard to understand, she said. As her words trailed off, I recognized the voice of a survivor.
Smokey and Jackie. When someone has returned from a traumatic experience, listen to them, for as long as they need to express their thoughts.
Post Note: So why did my family keep this secret from me? Because, as my son says, "Tu es emotive." (My short response would be: "Yes, emotional. But with the strength to lift every lead-heavy hurt off of your heart for the rest of eternity. And that adds up to a ton of relief. So please accept it next time!")
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Posted by: Jens from Copenhagen | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 12:58 PM
What a scare for Jean Marc and Jackie and now for you. Even though you knew the out come.We need to remember to embrace every moment with our loved ones.
DianeD
Posted by: DianeD | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 01:16 PM
What a wonderful story about what love really means. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Posted by: Adrienne | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 01:27 PM
I have been moved to tears, literally. Life is so precious. Thank you for sharing.
Posted by: Tom B, Atlanta GA | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 01:29 PM
I had a near drowning boat incident when I was 15. Almost got eaten by a shark at the same age while surfing. Far too many other near tragic incidences I NEVER told my mother about. She went to her grave blissfully ignorant of how many times she nearly lost me to fate. Your family must sure love you a lot to keep things from you, that's all I can say Kristin.
Posted by: Linda Casey | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 01:47 PM
We live with the same danger here by the Atlantic Ocean. We call it "rip tide" or "undertow". Some days is stronger and worse than others. The lifeguards are always on the lookout for swimmers caught in its grip. Locals know to swim horizontally to the beach until you are out of it....and then swim to the shore. Many had to be rescued this summer. Thank heaven for JM's loving eyes on his daughter. So relieved and happy that both of them are safe.
Posted by: Annette Heath | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 01:56 PM
Thank you for sharing. You have become a friend since I was introduced to your page 3 years ago. I enjoy it all.
Posted by: Una | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 01:59 PM
how terrifying for your daughter & husband! How good it is that they were able to tell you about it; my husband & grandchildren were caught in a riptide several years ago. I remember my husband trying to get the words out to tell me about it; my heart was gripped with fear! They were saved by a wave coming to shore; so glad that everyone is safe!
Posted by: ann sorocki | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:00 PM
Dear Kristin,
God bless you and your beautiful family. His Light is shining on all of you. You have the sweetest and kindest heart.
Posted by: Sevahn Merian from Michigan | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:00 PM
I nearly drowned when I was 10 years old, I well know the fear. It gave me a fear of water, but not a respect. Years later, as an adult, not wanting to instill that fear in my future children, I overcame that fear & learned to swim. Though, when I was at the beach in Florida with my little ones, I was rather over protective when there were waves. Glad Jackie is safe & sound.
Posted by: Marcia | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:04 PM
I can only say how extremely blessed you are Kristi, all of you, that Jean-Marc was watching and acted so quickly to prevent a tragedy I cannot even think about. Such events encourages all of us to pay attention to dangers, but more than that, to the people we love and treasure in this life.
Posted by: Cynthia Gillespie-Smith | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:08 PM
Dear Kristin, I am so glad that your beautiful daughter is safe...that your family is safe and that you all care so deeply about each other. I hope that you never lose that open communication and that wonderful ability to communicate your feelings and emotions to each other. It is very painful when someone totally closes you out of your life without explanation...
I so love reading about your wonderful family....
hugs, BJ
Posted by: bj tuininga | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:10 PM
Dear Kristi,
I believe in angels, whether it be an unseen force or another person, especially a parent who will use every fiber in the body to protect a child. In this being kept from you, perhaps to protect you, you could not offer comfort during the trauma. But maybe what you offer now is more comforting and powerful as emotions from the others have settled and calmed somewhat. Such a beautifully expressed thought..."with the strength to lift every lead-heavy hurt off of your heart for the rest of eternity."
Thank goodness that Jean-Marc was there, and that you are there now to comfort and help emotions heal.
My mother used to say, "God works in wondrous ways."
Posted by: Chris Allin | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:14 PM
First of all, I'm so relieved by the happy outcome! My heart was in my throat as I saw the scenario unfolding in my mind's eye. Being a parent is fraught with so many near tragedies, some in which you are caught up and others that you will probably never know about. You are blessed to live within such a family who protects you with so much love. I hope Jackie has recovered from her trauma.
Posted by: Sandy Maberly | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:25 PM
Wonderful article. Thank you. As another commenter stated, in Hawaii and California, at least, the more common term in English is rip tide. The famous Makaha beach, where white person's surfing was invented, has a dramatic rip tide. The waves come in along the north side of the bay and then the water rushes out at quite a speed further south. Life guards are on constant watch for the many swimmers who get caught.
Posted by: Richard Mahoney | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:28 PM
Kristin, Thanks for sharing this tale. Emotive or not, it was so good for Jean-Marc and Jackie to let the truth be told, after such a traumatic event. Bless your heart, it was probably best you weren't there when it happened. Thank heaven Jean-Marc was calm and able to help bring Jackie home to you.
Posted by: Beth Fiore Kral | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:32 PM
Hence the words>Enjoy each day/moment with your loved ones.. Don't let the sun go down with harsh words/action between you & your loved one. But mostly LIVE, LOVE, ENJOY EACH DAY AS IF YOUR LAST(With no intentional harm to others). Am VERY happy about the outcome. I too have been through similar situations with my self & my children>the outcome VERY good. Meaning lessons learned and the reason for thanking God for giving me/us life and the chance to do right by Him. Take care Kristin, God bless you and those you love. LOVE your family and enjoy them...
Posted by: MOLLIE JUILLERAT | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:37 PM
Dear Kristin:
What a gripping tale of both fear and love! Thank you for once again sharing a heart-stomping moment with us.
I am leaving Friday for a one-week trip to Myrtle Beach, SC, the Atlantic, and will be sure to share with my companions this story as a reminder to swim with the current till free of it, then into shore. In addition to shark attacks, the ocean herself can be a dangerous beauty. She certainly deserves our utmost respect and supreme watchfulness. I'm so glad Jean-Marc was vigilant, and acted quickly. I wouldn't have expected anything different from him, though.
Kristi, your love in the aftermath is very touching indeed. I love what you said to Max. You and your hubby are a great team, wonderful parents and a fine example to your children.
Jackie, I am so thankful that you are safe! Your final thoughts of love and worry for your mother brought me to tears. You and your brother are surely following in your parents' steps of love... The picture of you and Smokey, while so sweet to see when first posted on Instagram, now holds so much more meaning.
Hugs of relief to all, Alisa
Posted by: Alisa | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:38 PM
happy to hear jackie and JM are safe. how scary!! thank you for sharing.
Posted by: Katherine | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:44 PM
I am too "emotive" for words. Sheer gratitude for the depth of love in this family, for the way you share it with us. Merci.
Posted by: Kate fro RI, USA | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:47 PM
Sometimes in life we need to find strength we don't feel. It is very true when it comes to our loved ones. A month ago my son borrowed my small roadster to go to school. The car is notorious for loosing traction and I have always warned my children to be careful when they drive it. My son called his father to tell him that the car slid off the road in a rainstorm and was stuck in the mud. My husband called me. I knew the place where this had happened, a tight curve with two lanes meeting up with an interstate and it has always been dicey even in good weather. I immediately called my son to tell him to get out of the car and move away from the fast moving traffic. Because of the traffic and the bad connection he could not hear me. If the car got hit with him in it he would be severely injured. Not could, but would be injured. The car is just too small (yes, I had been thinking of selling it for that reason). I was frantic that my son would stay in the car to be out of the rain. While waiting for a tow truck and for us, another car came along, lost control at the same place and slid into my Miata hitting the drivers side rear panel. My son was not injured because he had gotten out of the car in the pouring rain and moved up an embankment to be away from the traffic. When he called to tell us what had happened my only thought was, "Thank God, he was not in the car." I did not get upset, I was grateful my son was alive and well. I let my son describe to me the fear that made him move to a safer place and I talked to the other driver who expressed how relieved she was that my son had not been in the car when her much bigger car slid into the smaller one. Having the grace to listen to someone else can be difficult in difficult times. But it always pays off. Everyone is safe and moving on with life. There is so much I could talk about, the grace of God, the heroics of a father, the fear of drowning, but I will let others tell you how lucky all of you are, and just applaud you for listening, because there was a time when if I were in your situation, I would be lecturing everyone involved and prohibiting them from going to the water without my presence.
Posted by: Sharon in North Carolina | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 02:54 PM
Thank heavens Jackie and Jean-Marc made it safely to shore and that they were following the cardinal rule: "never swim alone" ! I feel that this frightening experience has brought you even closer together as a family. You told it so beautifully, Kristin, as only you can do. I am drying tears. Thank you.
Posted by: Cynthia P. Lewis | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:02 PM
So glad for a good outcome! Blessings to you and your family.
Posted by: Rachel LeBlanc | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:02 PM
Thank God for the guardian angels at work here. Kristin, this gave me chills. Truly. So beautifully told.
Posted by: Angela Bell | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:09 PM
What a terrifying and emotional story! I'm so relieved to read about the positive outcome! Like you, I am incredibly emotive, but this quality does also makes us strong, especially when it comes to our family.
Posted by: Katia | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:10 PM
Oh Kristi, I am so glad that Jackie is okay. The picture of Jackie and Smokey on the beach is lovely.
Posted by: Tish | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:17 PM
Kirsit, What a terrifying experience for Jackie and for Jean-Marc. Your story was mesmerizing.
And you have a gift for telling a tale. You should write a novel.
barbara
Posted by: Barbara Bricks | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:21 PM
I had this experience of being pulled out to sea by a riptide when I was twenty. It changed my relationship with the ocean forever. I still love the vast beauty of it but have had far more respect for its power. I'm so glad Jackie is safe and understand how she feels as a survivor. When these things happen, there are certainly lessons to be learned about the fragility of life and appreciating each day we are given and each loving person in our lives.
Posted by: Juliette | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:28 PM
This was a story like none other- terrifying for Jackie, Jean Marc and you as you look back. Your families' love for and wish to protect you also shines through so clearly.
A tender mercy to see the photo of Jackie with Smoky; to know that you are loved and
protected and the biggest of all graces: to know that your child is safe and that her father was willing to give his life to save her.
Beautifully written. Thank you, Kristi. Blessings on all.
Micki
Posted by: Micki Simms | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:39 PM
Wow, what a scary story!! My family was just at the beach for a week and we all made a point of staying near the lifeguards in case of riptides. That is good advice about swimming parallel to the shore.
I am so very very glad that Jackie is OK, and that your family found the strength to tell you and lean on you for support.
Posted by: Rachel | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:42 PM
That must have been so terrifying for both of them. I am thanking God they are both safe. Give Jackie and Jean Marc a big hug from me offering comfort.
xoxo
Posted by: Karen Cafarella | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:43 PM
I almost drown as a young girl in Puerto Rico swimming in the ocean with my Father..very terrifying, when you realize you are not here forever, I don't think my Mother ever knew.
Posted by: catharine ewart-touzot | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 03:49 PM
What a terrifying moment for them and for you later. I started to cry, imagining my own children in such a dangerous position. But your family must understand by now that even if you can be emotional (raising hand here) you have all the strength needed to battle every tribulation that comes your family's way.
And, Kristin, never second-guess yourself over whether you could have done something different to change an outcome. You know you give 100% to those you love, and that's all anyone can do.
That photo of Smokey and Jackie is stellar. I hope that's the moment Jackie remembers first when she thinks of your vacation. Blow it up, frame it, and put it in a significant spot in her bedroom.
Posted by: Julie Farrar | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 04:19 PM
Jackie is a survivor - and a single tear just rolled down my cheek reading this. Recognizing this in her, as her mother, must be a life-changing thing for you - and her. She's about to go out into the world stronger, yes? (Or maybe I just need more coffee before I go out into the world today all "emotive.") The picture of her and Smokey was also heart warming. Not to mention the memories it brought back of my beloved Golden (Brandon) onto whom I'd cling - just like that - over the years. What a post, what love! x
Posted by: WineGalUnboxed | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 04:22 PM
How quickly you pull us in to a situation, get emotions and fears going, and, thankfully today, provide relief as well as a sweet photo. I hope you know what an expressive gift you have--so much complexity and subtlety in each short post. Today was masterful! The other gift is how much of yourself and your lovely family you share with your readers. Thank you!
Posted by: Susan Dautel | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 04:31 PM
So relieved she is ok what a scare!!! Beautiful ocean can be so deadly so many lessons for all of us.
Posted by: N vandenberg | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 04:33 PM
Kristin, you are, indeed, emotional, sensitive, loving and in the end very strong. Thanks for the beautiful telling of this powerful tale of love.
Posted by: Jacqueline | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 04:42 PM
Kristin, I am so glad this had a happy ending! I too watches as my husband and son we caught in a riptide in California. They didn't know they were caught and kept trying to swim straight to shore. We can now laugh because in the midst of their struggle, they were confused why this beautiful female life guard was swimming out to join them! Lol...
Thank God that your sweet family is in one piece and bravo to you to pull out their story so they can talk about it and heal! Bless you all.
Posted by: Beth in Arizona | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 04:44 PM
Moved me to tears.
xoxo
Christine
Posted by: Christine Harris | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 04:52 PM
Dear Kristin,
I'm glad to hear it all turned out okay. Yours is a mother's love, emotional, but able to bear much, especially for your husband and children. Your advice to them is absolutely the best: get it out, get it all out. Take your time. Same to you.
Be well,
Denise in Claremont, CA
Posted by: Denise Spooner | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 05:01 PM
Spread your arms like wings. When you throw your arms over your head, you're like a torpedo, and you sink. Stretch your arms out, perpendicular to your body to slow your descent if you're going down. If you can, fill your lungs with as much air as possible to increase buoyancy.
Posted by: Rosalind Mustafa | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 05:03 PM
Bravo to you and your brave family. Extra hugs to everyone. Jackie has good parents.
Posted by: Rosalind Mustafa | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 05:05 PM
This story is amazing this is indeed strength of the human heart and bond shows us that life is precious and the bond of family, friends and living things around us should be treasured without reserve lots of love............
Posted by: Alex Suede | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 05:15 PM
Your story took my breath away and tears of anguish and relief for you and your beautiful family came to my eyes. May you always keep safe...
Posted by: Ana | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 05:52 PM
Hugs and love to you and your family. What a terrifying experience for your daughter and husband. I imaginee his heart pounded loud enough to be heard by Jackie. I am so relieved for the happy ending. What a lovely sweet picture of Jackie and Smokey at the end. Thank you for sharing.
Posted by: Elizabeth Dawson | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 05:53 PM
... What a tale of love and bravery! J-M is a true to life hero in every sense of the word. Thank God they are both okay, as he was sweet and loving to wait till just the right moment to share the story with you. He knows you well! When we lived in Hawaii we learned to read the waves and to be completely aware of the 'rip tides' , so when we went 'boogie boarding' we had lots of fun but were always aware and cautious. The ocean will claim you in a heartbeat if you are not careful. Jackie learned a life lesson she will never forget. Merci mon Dieu pour a tous! J. Dunn, Tallahassee, Fl.
Posted by: Judith dunn | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 05:53 PM
Yikes! What a scary story. So glad all is well. JM was wise telling you in this manner. Thank you for bringing us along with you -- in happy, sad & scary times!
Stay well!
Posted by: Faye, Gleneden Beach, Oregon | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 05:54 PM
Annette, Thanks for sharing this information with everyone. I was thinking of doing the same thing. We have occasional rip tides here in the gulf, too.
Posted by: Trina, St. Petersburg, Florida, USA | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 06:08 PM
Kristin,
A tragedy waiting to happen but all turned out well. Thank God. Dean's children did many things that they never told their parents,such as floating on the ice floats in Long Island Sound and and falling the freezing water. They always, some how survived. Some children just have that, je ne sais quoi.
Kathleen
Posted by: Kathleen from Connecticut | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 06:09 PM
Many of us have similar stories...all is well that ends well...and we have unending gratitude.
Posted by: Faye | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 06:11 PM
Love your 'short response,' Kristin.
Yes, I don't like when people keep things from each other either. In my humble opinion, I see it as thinking that person is not strong enough to handle the news and removing their opportunity to become stronger.
However, I did not tell my mother everything I did when growing up either. Touché
Posted by: Trina, St. Petersburg, Florida, USA | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 06:17 PM
Beautifully said!
Posted by: Judi | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 06:49 PM
So happy to hear it turned out well - I almost drowned when I was a small child. The fear of the power of the ocean has never left me.
Glad she is fine!
K
Posted by: Kimberley Cameron | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 07:21 PM
So, you have really been through it the past few months. Sort of like you're being tested. Hang in there. Good new and bad news for me: I have a contract to produce a video in Oregon that will take a major portion of Sept and Oct. the bad news, I won't be coming to Taradeau like I have for the past 5 Septembers. Already I think I've paid too high a price to earn my fees for the video. Video I can always do, three weeks in Taradeau? When they're gone they are gone.
Posted by: Chuck Bolland | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 07:21 PM
In their shock after such an immense scare, it was natural for them to seek to protect you, and by good fortune this decision made it possible for you to be their loving groundwire when the time came for them to process what had happened. Kristi, their initial focus on You helped everyone -- in a natural, powerful way vibrant with love -- to begin to absorb a life-changing experience in ways that enrich you all. Thanks be.
Posted by: Kitty Wilson-Pote | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 07:29 PM
Very scary for all involved. Thank God for jean Marc's quick action and that all is now well. xoN
Posted by: Nancy L | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 07:40 PM
Kristie
I felt a shudder all up my spine when reading this. How frightened Jackie and Jean Marc must have been. Mother Nature is indeed powerful and we must respect her!
Best
penny
Posted by: penny leady | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 08:55 PM
Prayers of Thanksgiving are now being said.
Posted by: Susan Carter | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 08:59 PM
So, so glad they are fine!
Posted by: Karin | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 09:37 PM
Time keeps me from reading other comments. So pardon any repetition of them here.
No one should ever try to swim against any current. It is too tiring and currents will usually win a struggle. Swim across the current (perpendicularly to its flow). Once thru the current, swimming to the nearest shore will be productive, not futile.
If your strength should be exhausted, turn over, float on your back so your face is out of water, enabling easy breathing, then paddle to the nearest shore.
Posted by: Max | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 09:59 PM
aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, thank You, Lord.
xoxo
Posted by: PD Raffy | Wednesday, September 02, 2015 at 11:05 PM
Powerful, beautifully written story of a father saving his daughter by instantly doing exactly the right thing -- and the responses show how we readers love you and your family.
Posted by: Gordon Lyman | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 12:11 AM
Je suis content que l'histoire finit si heureusement. Maintenant, elle a deux raisons d'être reconnaissant envers son père pour sa vie. Un lien puissant est créé quand quelqu'un est sauvé de la mer.
Posted by: Dave C | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 12:42 AM
Ouf, tout est bien qui fini bien...
Spellcheck:
could not bare = bear.
Posted by: Jacqueline | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 01:07 AM
Our dear Kristi,
You brought tears to my eyes today.
We rejoice for you and with you that our beautiful Jackie is well.
What a deeply loving bond you and your precious family share.
You have given us renewed inspiration to cherish every day together.
THANK YOU!
Love
Natalia. xo
Posted by: Natalia | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 02:28 AM
Kristi,
What an scary experience for your husband and Jacki.
Blessings to you and your beloved family.
Marti
Posted by: Marti Hinman | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 05:29 AM
I couldn't wait to learn the secret but I never imagined anything like this. My eyes swelled with tears as I read your very moving account of what happened. Kristin, I have been enjoying your blog for 6 years and I think this is your best piece of writing. I could feel Jean-Marc's angst jumping right off the page. The way you told the story from the different points of view is brilliant. To end with such a touching picture was perfect. Thank God that your beautiful daughter is alright.
Posted by: Lora | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 05:46 AM
Do you know the short story by O'hara called The Gift of the Magi? In it, the loving husband sacrifices to give his wife a gift. Simultaneously, she sacrifices to buy him something she knows he would treasure, a watch fob. But he sold his treasured watch to by a barrette for her lovely hair. But she sold her hair to by the fob. Oddly , your story reminds me of O'Hara's. Your family needed something, but they sacrificed their need to be comforted by you in favor of your feelings, out of love. You gave them your comfort and love, when you learned,, but it was a bit off schedule. In the end, everyone was fine, and loved all the more. Not a perfect analogy, but it just made me think of it.
I am glad that Jacquie is ok. Nature is random and powerful. it is always an eye opener when we come so close to the power and the danger of nature.
Posted by: Nancy Mulloy-Bonn | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 06:18 AM
Kristi, I am just reading this now and am speechless. So many others here have beautifully expressed the gamut of emotions that I felt in reading this. I will just add that I am so incredibly grateful for the outcome. Much Love to you and yours.
PS. I knew that photo with Smokey was special when I saw it on ig and now...well, it is so much more so...
Posted by: Heather in Arles | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 04:05 PM
What a scary experience for all involved! There are several excellent videos on YouTube that you all might want to watch. Just search "survive a riptide". Like other skills, especially those that need to be employed in an emergency, the steps for surviving a riptide should be reviewed at the beginning of every summer. I'm so glad you are all OK!
Posted by: Linda Lopez | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 04:58 PM
Hi Kristi,
Once again, your story brings tears to my eyes! I'm so happy to hear Jackie is okay, what a scary experience! Thank God she had her boogie board. I think that is a French things to tell Maman after the fact because my husbands family does the same thing. I LOVE the picture of Smokey and Jackie, that needs to be blown up on Canvas. Thank you for sharing your life with us Kristi.
Bisous,
Sandy
Posted by: Sandy Vichery | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 05:17 PM
Kristin:
So glad that your latest post had a happy, but sobering ending. Mothers will always worry about their children.
It is our nature.
Edie from Savannah
Posted by: edie schmidt | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 07:58 PM
Thank You all for your sweet and conforting words.
My reaction to this highly fearing situation has been just natural, no braveness at all involved here.
Hope this will serve as a lesson for future similar situations.
Happy end of Summer
Posted by: Chief Grape | Thursday, September 03, 2015 at 09:04 PM
This has taken me two days to process! I was caught in a riptide in Laguna Beach, CA when I was 16 and I knew I would never totally forget that terrifying experience, of being pulled down and yet not really knowing which end was up, and sooo tired! Somehow I remembered being told to swim along the shore instead of directly in...luckily, finally my boyfriend saw me struggling when I reached the surface one of the times and was able to encourage me along to safety, much I'm sure like Jean-Marc did for Jackie. Praise to these two saviors!! I'm so relieved that all is well, and the bad memories will fade - but I guess every once in a while, like a lot of things, they pop up and getchya - but, all gets set to right again and we can really appreciate how wonderful life is and how grateful we are to be surrounded with loved ones. The scary 'what ifs' have to be replaced with the 'thank God, all is ok!" Love to you all!
Posted by: Judi | Friday, September 04, 2015 at 03:57 AM
Getting caught in a rip happens all too often here in Oz, and I am so relieved that Jackie and 'Chief Grape' are safe. Bless you Kristi, many hugs sent your way; your story and photo brought tears to my eyes and gratitude to my heart. Love, Lisa xx
Posted by: Lisa | Friday, September 04, 2015 at 05:40 AM
A LUMP IN MY THROAT AMD TWO DRIPPING EYES FOLLOWED BY THE JOY OF CONNECTION WITH ANOTHER EMOTIF PERSOM, A CHERISHED FRIEND.
Posted by: Fred Caswell | Friday, September 04, 2015 at 07:08 PM
Dear Kristi,
What a moving experience for all. It's hard to be the mother because we tend to say "don't tell Mom" whenever there is bad news. JM was wise to wait before telling you so that you could see Jackie restored safe and sound. Losing Breizh has taken time to work through and I think it was so much better to wait until he could tell you of a good news ending. We who live near the ocean are drilled often about swimming horizontally to shore in case of a riptide, but I've often wondered how well I would hold up in terms of swimming for a very long time. Praise God for body boards! Also important to look out for pools close to shore in front of sandbars as they aren't always that shallow. So happy for a great ending and that Papa was there to help.
Posted by: Diane Young | Saturday, September 05, 2015 at 06:19 PM
Thank you for sharing this story with us - what an emotional roller coaster! I'm incredibly glad your daughter was alright :)
Posted by: Eleanor | Wednesday, September 09, 2015 at 01:28 AM
When I was 12 and my brother 10, we were both good swimmers, the only children in a skin-diving club. One afternoon we were swimming, and didn't realize until later that we were getting far from shore. When we tried to return, we found it difficult going. My father said later it was a riptide. I didn't panic, but was unable to help my brother because we were close to the same size and I couldn't carry or pull him and still swim. I eventually made it to shore, and a lifeguard brought my brother back. I remember thinking while in the water, "We could drown," which seemed strange, although we were not actually drowning; I was aware that at some point we would be too tired to resist the waves.
After this incident, I learned that one should swim at an angle to the shore (say 45 degrees). I see in your account that you say people should swim parallel. Maybe both methods work. In any case, one should not swim straight in. I don't get to the ocean often, but when I do, I generally stay in water not deeper than my own height, to be on the safe side.
Posted by: Marianne Rankin | Thursday, September 10, 2015 at 04:57 AM
Kristin -- As usual, I am about a week behind in reading your wonderful blog. What a terrifying story.... I have read about undertows for years but have never seen or experienced one. So glad Jean-Marc was there.
I loved the way you talked with Jackie and invited her to express her feelings. My family has often tried to "protect" me from bad news because of my sensitivity and nature "emotive," not recognizing perhaps that that same sensitivity might also be a strength. I am often perplexed as to why they think I might not be able to handle the news. How lucky Jackie is to have you as a mom.
Posted by: Ophelia Paine | Thursday, September 17, 2015 at 02:56 PM