Dreaming of the beach - but we will get there
Anybody else have their Memorial Day plans changed because of the coronavirus? Oh, most of you? Same.
We usually kick off summer with a family trip to Suzy’s sister’s beach house. It is usually too cold to swim, but Grandma does anyway as we cheer her own. Last year, Gigi joined her - then we wrapped her in so many towels you couldn’t see her.
We bundle up for beach days. Go clamming (or watch). Build sand castles. Go on long walks with the dog. Get ice cream. Fly kites. Shop at the book store. Visit our longtime family friend (who is in his 90s, but has a younger spirit than any of us) to see how his winter was.
It is sad not to be there this weekend (first time in years), but we will go later in the summer when it is safer to road trip.
Last year we spent 6 weeks at the beach in total. It is a huge part of our lives and souls. It recharges us. It inspires us. It is great family time.
Speaking of family, at some points, we have 30 family members from both sides there at the same time. (Our families love each other and even hang out without us.) It’s beautiful chaos. Kids everywhere. We miss it but will get a heaping dose soon enough - and it will feel better than ever.