Louie is back in school. Since he's on a balanced school year, he gets six weeks in the summer and three for fall, winter and spring. The greatest pleasure I found during summer break was the opportunity to just be a mom. During the break, we still had some therapy and worked with him on maintaining current skills and helping him progress as much as possible.
I wouldn't recommend this "resort" to anyone. Ever. Ever. I would, however, recommend a trip with your family to a place with a porch swing and rocking chairs. A place where the intensity of the solitude and silence (except for the occasional redneck hollering woo hoo in the next door cabin) feels divinely deafening. A place where you can see the big dipper and when it rains, pillows of fog lie sleepily in the wet and warm valleys.
What a fine time we had. We didn't have to battle with Ace as much to wear his clothes, as it didn't really matter. The boys had their first smores...cooked in the oven, not the fire pit, but nevertheless, they were still smores. Ace sang a rockin' rendition of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, complete with guitar strumming. Very cute. Louie learned the word 'boat' and proceeded to say it over and over and over...and I remembered my blessings. My rich and immensely blessed life.
So go. If you can. Go somewhere and remember what it feels like to be without TV and Internet. And what it's like to have long conversations with your husband. After nine years of marriage I am still surprised about how much I don't know about Chris. And that's what vacation is about, isn't it?
It's not really the crystal clear pool or the hot water (which, of course, would have been nice). It's about time. Elusive, fleeting, precious time. All we have is time. But so often it feels it's what we have the least.
Go. Somewhere. Put your arms around time. Hold the day, the hour, the minutes and seconds, close. Don't look at your watch. Then set out on a search for tadpoles. Skip rocks. Go barefoot. Dance. Sing with your kids. And seek out the constellations in a starry sky. Even if you don't know about astronomy, try anyway. The stars have a way of showing you their patterns.