This summer was a doozie. There were more tragedies, major life events, and serious surgeries and news from doctors happening to friends and family than I have fingers for on one hand. Wham, one after the next. Didn't know who to knit or cook for first. I hate it when I have to triage my friend's needs! Thank goodness my arms were never running out of hugs.
Then the guy upstairs must have known that we needed a break, and 10 days before we knew we were able to get away, I found a small cottage on Cape Cod and it was for rent for that week and we went. Thank you, God.
The weather was good on most days, we alternated a couple of beach days with sightseeing and our little family pod had fun. It was nice to just be together, pack a cooler every day and go out there, explore, or be lazy, sun ourselves and read books.
6 days of vacation, the first in 6 years. Not sure when we can do it again, but just being able to look at these pictures and say "I am so glad we did that" goes a very long way....