I got a conch shell when I was five. I got it on a vacation to Paradise Island in the Bahamas. It’s the only time I’ve been to the Bahamas. I didn’t know it at the time, but it would be the last trip we took as a family. My parents split up after that.
I used to love to listen to the sound of the ocean in the shell. It was a calming sound. I could hear the sound of our past. The way things used to be. But it also was the sound of the future where everything was going to be ok.
