The sight of the lake provides an instant calm.
Her face discovering our small beach defines happiness in her mama.
Hours and hours of playing and discovering...
Paddle boat rides with Daddy...
And with Memere & Pepere...
Her first Jones' ice cream cone...
Seeing her look like such a big girl...
And yet, still a baby...
...makes me so grateful for this cabin of ours.
Until next time... May it not be so very far away...
Tomorrow Addie and I will be home and next week we'll go back to business as usual. But I will hold onto the hope that the magic of time spent at our retreat that has stood for generations will stick with us in the days to come.
Next Friday I'll return to my "What Keeps Me Going" musings. Special thanks to my honorary MIL Mary, for sharing such a sweet story from last week. Mary, your inspirational words always make me smile and warm my heart!
2 comments:
What a special place to gather as a family. It looks like a terrific time!
Oh yes--no matter what, this place has an amazing power to restore our souls. My grandpa helped build the actual cabin, so even though it's small and we are bursting out of the space as our family grows, there's nothing in the world that could replace it. I'm glad the feeling translates from my simple photos!
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