This past week I took the kids and met up with my friend, her son, my sister, and her son for a week-long camping trip. I'll sum up the trip like this: it was perfect.
|This one earned the nickname "Pigpen" . He really enjoys dirt.|
I had assumed that the trip would be for the kids, with me just along for the ride, but I was wrong. I haven't felt that relaxed in such a long time. Life moved very slowly. I was able to just stop, breathe, and enjoy.
|They were all having fun here. Really.|
We squeezed all of the pleasures of summer into one joyous week. There were trips to the beach, tie-dying t-shirts, dances, boat rides, a talent show, a hay ride, a slip-and-slide, bonfires, quiet coffee-drinking mornings, trips to the pool, bike rides, a fish fry, ice cream cones, sparklers, s'mores, a chess tournament, a rainy day trip to the movies, and a bunch of hot air balloons taking off right next to our campsite.
I wish I could bottle the feelings of being on vacation. I wish I could open the bottle any time I was feeling sad or stressed and let that extreme relaxation wash over me.
I feel renewed. This trip did wonders for my healing and I am already looking ahead. We have unanimously decided that this trip will be a yearly event.
So tell me, do you have vacation plans this summer? Where are you going? I'd love to hear about it.