My son is gone for two weeks visiting his grandparents. While excited and thrilled that he is able to have this special time, I am missing him. Sometimes the obligations in our day tend to run together and our time as a family is limited even though we are together. This last weekend I determined that we were going to spend time as a family making memories.
Our annual camping trip to Felton, CA is one of our favorites. In the wooded hills outside of Santa Cruz, CA the campground is small and intimate. With 70 fellow vintage campers, we spend the weekend talking, eating, buying, bartering and ogling over trailers and treasures. It is easy for me to get caught up in the happenings and not spend time with my kids.
This year we spent one day at the beach. It was so simple but so fun. Just the four of us and our little dog, Jewel, went for a morning at Davenport Beach. We didn’t do anything special or spend any money but we were together: building sandcastles, digging holes, looking for treasures and running with the waves.
RUNNING WITH THE WAVES
Our favorite memory came at the end of our adventure. We were starving and decided to go find some lunch. Our little Jewel hates the water and had avoided it all morning. Paul decided to see if he could coax her out into the surf. The waves did their job as they slumped farther down the beach and Paul was drawn deeper into no-man’s land. The saying, “never turn your back on the ocean”, was appropriate for this occasion. While Jewel was not fooled into venturing out, Paul was, and soon a large wave was crashing down on him to the delight of the rest of the family. Funny? Absolutely. We all laughed and cataloged another memory. Life is short and memories are precious.