I count us lucky to have generous family and friends who often host us during our summer travels. We spent the second segment of our travel at the beach house of one of those gracious family members. This is the stop where we connect with Young One's young adult Duncan cousins (all 18 and above), which is great on a few levels. They adore her and they love having her in their midst = Richard and I get a pause from the constant chatter of our only child who relents only in her sleep AND we are not worried in the least of her whereabouts or safety -- all while she makes connections and memories with her family.
We moved on from the beach yesterday and are now in Norfolk for the weekend celebrating the wedding of a friend who has waited 52 years to tie the knot -- the mood is jovial and the celebration appropriately grand. She's also just retired from an illustrious career as an educator and administrator in our schools and has a PhD in her near future. Lots of cause to celebrate. Lots of happy people from around the world that we don't get to see often.
So, last night at dinner at the Surf Rider restaurant here in Norfolk, I proposed the question: "What was the favorite part of Duncan Beach Week?" I loved every minute of it -- did I mention I read half of an entire book? -- but by far my favorite was a "thing" over a "moment." Our niece Kaitlyn presented us a colored-pencil drawing of Young One that she did from one of my favorite photos. I envy her talent. I *heart* her graciousness. Richard loved that, too -- brought him to tears. He also loved being in the ocean with Young One and the boogie board. Young One loved the moment she was in the ocean with Aunt Karen and Uncle John and a huge wave crested at just the right moment and nearly took them out. I thought sure that it would mean the end of her ocean time as I witnessed it from the shore, but she recovered with giggles and smiles.
Today we are taking advantage of a few moments of down time in our hotel room with cartoons and coffee in bed. I've got a feeling that tonight's gonna be a good, good night. (And it should continue into tomorrow as we move on to the visit with "my people" -- if Bonnie allows us.)