i did not want this vacation.
i’m a victim of circumstances! i plead bad-timing!
alas. they came, and went, the beach in their future, packing in mine.
i was lucky to be on the way, to steal an hour with them and a taste of the laughter to come.
with my family.
and beachward they went.
while my more, most, mostest family is also away.
and i realize – why i need them, all.
the growing weed of a gorgeous eleven-year-old.
the sisterfriend who’s grown out of my shadow and into my world.
the mom who rescues me from krogemergencies with a laugh that makes me feel so close, to her and the loving dad, so proud of all of us, no matter what.
as they sit on the beach, and i on the couch: i’m oh so grateful for each of them, and for my new wee family of two and all the other arms of family surrounding us.
i’ve heard people say, that they need a vacation from their family . . .
tonight, i strongly disagree.