Relaxing on a Busy Vacation
Published on July 15, 2013 by Sara Foss

Over at the DG, I write about my recent vacation, and how busy it was.

Here's an excerpt:

"In the days leading up to my annual July 4th vacation, I surveyed my time off from afar, as if gazing at a vast, open field just waiting to be traversed.

I imagined all the things I would do during my vacation.

I would bring my laptop along, and write for leisure, carving out time every day to sit down and be creative. I would visit some of my friends in New Hampshire. I would go for bike rides and run every day. I would watch movies every night, after the rest of my family had retired for the evening. I would read five or six magazines, and a couple of books. My vacation was endless, and full of potential.

My attitude began to change shortly after I arrived at my parents’ house in Maine.

All of a sudden, it seemed like I had plenty to do.

For instance, I had to go to the beach twice a day: once in the morning, and once in the afternoon.

We kept these beach trips fairly short, to accommodate my 1-year-old niece Kenzie’s nap schedule. Kenzie took to the ocean almost immediately, which was good. Her father, Tom, doesn’t particularly like the ocean, and her mother and I felt it was important to instill a love of the ocean in her as early as possible. At first, she seemed sort of wary of the cold water and crashing waves, but her wariness was short-lived. By the second day, she was walking down to the water of her own accord and laughing joyfully whenever my sister Rebecca lowered her into the surf and pulled her up again.

'I’m glad she likes it,' Rebecca said. 'I was worried we had another Tom on our hands.'"

Click here to read the whole thing.


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