Yesterday, our last real vacation day was once again spent shopping and at the beach with my sis, and now we are at the Charlotte airport half way home.
This whole week has been spent hanging languidly “in the space between two thoughts”. I watched myself in wonderment as I spent time with family and went back in time to a place visited so long ago. In the beginning of the week I had such a feeling we were from such different worlds, but today I marveled at just how much my cousin and I did have in common and admired how my 77 year old aunt conducts her life alone in her beautiful Florida home. Living alone all week myself, she was a true inspiration as to “how it’s done”. I should’ve visited her sooner after I retired. Her house is immaculate and she is always busy with friends and family and volunteering.
My 79 year old dad was also an inspiration. He traveled both the airports and golf courses with amazing stamina that I can only hope to have in twenty years.
My aunt’s home, pool, and food were exquisite. The way she took care of us all let me in on some characteristics of my ancestry. I come from a long line of caretakers. It gives us great pleasure to take care of our loved ones, and this week she was the best. (Thanks, Auntie, if you’re reading this! We love you!)
And so, as another day goes by, my pool chairs stand empty til next year, my plane has landed in New York, and …I have written. Below: Me, my Dad, my Auntie, and my sister’s husband
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