"At the beach, life is different.
Time doesn't move hour to hour but mood to moment.
We live by the currents, plan by the tides and follow the sun."
Last week at dinner, Mr. Gorgeous, ma mere divine, the children and I were talking about how sad we are that summer is over; how we wish that we could convince summer to stay for just a little while longer. Never, our youngest (7) suggested that we all go and say goodbye to summer personally - from the mouths of babes ya'll. Right then and there we decided to run away; pack only a change of clothes each, bathing suits and toothbrushes, pile into the family car and go. Of course there's only one place to say goodbye to summer...
The next day I called J (a family friend who graciously allows us to rent her beachfront cottage) and asked her if we could come for a long weekend, Peter arranged to get a Thursday and Friday off from work, and I contacted each of the children's teachers and arranged for homework packets-to-go.
Besides literally being a slice of heaven, what I love most about our simple beach hideaway is that we're cut off from the world: no politics or worries; no shoes, no make up. There are only 10 cable channels and the poorest cellphone signal. There's a great bbq place down the road, and a bar that has live music and yummy seafood a little farther down the road, and an amazing gourmet grocery store just beyond that. No distractions; just sand, sun and 100% family time - indeed, the perfect way to say goodbye to summer.
Day 7: Run away with the ones you love. And if you can't actually go anywhere: unplug the phones, turn off the tele, tell everyone you're going away and spend a weekend...reconnecting.
Vivre! Rire! Aimer!