Sunday, August 2, 2009
It was a wonderful week at the beach. We have vacationed in the same coastal town in Maine for the past thirteen years and it feels so much like home. We quickly fall into the relaxed mood that so often accompanies a seaside vacation...and doesn't it feel delicious! I am renewed and calmed by the sounds and smells of the ocean and delight in watching my boys play on the sand, and in the surf, as they have done all their lives. The memories we make on this beach vacation are ones we treasure and will always remember. This year my youngest was filled with questions about his early beach experiences. "What did I do here when I was a baby?" "Did I sleep all the time? Peter says I slept all the time." "Did I like the water?" In answering all of his questions I was reliving those early days and loving every memory he brought to mind.
At days' end I curled up on the bed in our Inn and spread my journaling supplies around me. I journaled about the experiences of that day and the feelings that were brought forth. What a wonderful souvenir of this vacation.
I already miss the sound of the waves.
© Nancy Lefko