Happy Friday friends!
Thank you for bearing with my blogging silence last week. We were away for the week on a family vacation. What a refreshing break - and what a joy to spend time with some family!
For as long as I can remember, my mom's side of the family has been represented in some form each summer at Myrtle Beach, SC. My cousins and I were there in diapers. One aunt and uncle met there. It's a place filled with memories for us - the places we once stayed, the adventures, the restaurants we once (or continue to) frequent. Those memories are a treasure, even in spite of the ridiculous humidity levels (no joke, it was at 90% one day we were there).
Living far away makes our family visits short, so it was particularly nice to have a week of leisurely uninterrupted time to just be with them. It was a week of good food, my grandmother's laughter, the baby prattle of the newest additions, conversation, and regular infusions of ice cream. It was a week I'm thankful for.
The older I get, the more I realize how blessed I am to have the family I do. I know so many who have family members scattered across the country, who have divisive inter-family conflicts, or whose aunts, uncles, and cousins are practically strangers.
But I have a family who will spend a week together 18 members strong in one beach house, still like each other at the end of it, and still volunteer to do it again year after year. These people are a treasure, and I love them.