Well, it's time for the last hurrah of summer: our final week at the beach camping. I am really looking forward to going back, but with a hint of sadness. Daddy can't come with us, he has to stay and work. I knew this when I planned our trip way back in February (a lifetime ago!), and what I envisioned was some time with my friend playing Boggle and some time in the water with Faith. I wasn't sure about Heather, whether she would even be here or be in York or Germany or Israel or?
Plans have evolved.
My friend's daughter is getting married today, and her child will be with us the whole week. Along with her sisters,
nieces, and assorted family members. While this is really good, it changes the shape of the picture.
My sister-in-law is coming with assorted friends/family. I may get to move her
motor home for her once or twice (something I've always wanted to try driving - daredevil that I am.)
My mother-in-law remains the same - constant and steady. I'm glad for that.
I now have to leave for orientation meetings for Faith's new school - I forgot about that when I scheduled the week, but I new it was coming. I will be hurrying back, believe me on that one!
I'm excited to see what this week brings - but first, I have to finish packing the trailer and cleaning my house and attending the wedding of a precious girl I have known since she was about 7. Something I refuse to rush, being with my friend as her life permanently changes and her daughter's blooms. Today will be quite the day.