I was perusing Facebook to see what was new if anything and I saw that my cousin Leon had posted a YouTube video of Lege-Cap Ferret. The video shows the area of the Bassin, the Bay, at low tide in the beginning, but I find that even with all of the fishing boats laying on their side, where they would normally be floating at high tide, somehow romantic and picturesque. As the video plays along you get to see sunrise and sunset on the bay and on the beach. You also get to see the oyster and mussel beds where the region’s bounty is harvested. You get to see the wilderness and the sense that man hasn’t yet conquered all. My earliest memories of France are there at Cap ferret, my interpretation of paradise.
Today, sniff, sniff, we had to drive our baby girl back to her school. The spring break vacation was over and it was time to get her back to her studies. I had just gotten used to having my baby girl back home and it was already time to drive her away from home back to her college domain. Tomorrow is sure going to be quiet. Our baby girl was excited to get back to school and I am grateful for that. It would be awful if she was miserable or feeling overwhelmed. Instead she went back with a huge smile on her face, ready to continue with her academic work and enthusiastic about her future. I can tell you that when your child feels that way, it lightens your heart and your spirit and you sleep much better at night, knowing that since your child is in a good place emotionally and mentally, they will tend to make much better choices in their daily lives or at least you hope. I have faith in my baby girl, she spends a nice amount of time on self-reflection and she keeps me in her orbit, to which I feel lucky to be included.
I miss the little baby girl, but I really love seeing the young lady that she is growing into and spending time listening to her dream and plan her future career and adventures is exciting. Seeing a child grow up is almost like having two lives, you are as invested in their happiness as you are in your own. You celebrate their triumphs even more than you would your own, when they hurt, it hurts you just as deeply. The connection between parent and child is incredible in all of its complexity and depth. An amazing gift.
Today is February 28th and as I was walking my mile route, it hit me; tomorrow is March 1st. Where did February go? I feel as if time went on a speed race and neglected to tell me. How rude! Now if this was thirty years ago when I was in high school, I’d be happy that time was speeding fast but nowadays I don’t mind taking my time to smell the roses or say like today, the foggy mist.
We, in Blandford, have had solid fog for three days; the fog has been keeping the temperatures in the upper thirties which is really nice and it looks very romantic in a Wuthering Heights type of setting. I can imagine Heathcliff moping around our Historical Society.
But back to where February went to; in the pro column, Spring is getting closer, the days are getting longer and warmer. In the con column, time is too precious to be squandered or unappreciated. I think that the week that our relatives came to visit is the culprit in this time warp situation. During the entire week, I was concentrated on go, go and the next meal, the next activity and the next day so I wasn’t taking the time to focus on the present and seriously being in the moment. I should remember not to do that in the future so that time doesn’t get away from me. It’s funny many people hate being bored and hate waiting around with time crawling by, but the alternative isn’t any better, speeding towards the end of our journey. We should maybe think of meandering through our journey of life and not speed through like a race. Once you get to the finish line, your race is over and I would really prefer to meander and stave off the finish line for as long as possible.
When the baby girl calls, my hubby and I answer asking, “what can we do for you and where would you like to eat?” We both remember being away for the first time from our parents, granted it was eons ago, but we still remember. So when the baby girl calls several times during the week, asking if we are coming for Parents Weekend and if instead of doing the scripted activities, we could come and take her out for sushi, bring her the horseback riding stuff that was left behind in her vast room and perhaps go walk around the mall and visit a few stores, how could we say no?
We are lucky that her college is only an hour and twenty minutes from our house so a round trip isn’t too much driving. My hubby found a really nice sushi place where they even had an all you can eat sushi buffet for 15 dollars. We didn’t do the buffet, I can’t picture buffet and sushi together in a good way. We ordered from the menu, my baby girl and I shared four rolls between us, a monster roll, a dragon roll, a caterpillar roll and a Philadelphia roll. They all share avocado in common, rice, nori, the philadelphia roll is the only one that had cream cheese and smoked salmon, the other three had smoked eel, spicy tuna and Maura tuna. My hubby had scallops tempura and a spider roll, this one has soft shell crab tempura, avocado, cucumber, rice and nori. So lunch was a hit.
The mall was another homerun, the baby girl found her favorite store, found the things she needed really quickly and before it ever became too painful, we were done with the mall. So after good food and good shopping, we dropped off the baby girl in front of her dorm and we were back home to Rex and Jack in time for their early evening walk since our baby boy was over earlier to feed them.
As parents we are feeling very productive today, don’t worry, we never let that go to our heads. We are parents after all to young adults, what do we know?
I really dislike sand, I love picnicking and there is nothing worse than when you are eating your favorite sandwich, fresh ham and butter on a crunchy French baguette, and you bite down on gritty sand, kills the moment of pleasure. However, I love the ocean, swimming in salt water, smelling the sand, the sea and the sun, there are few smells as divine as those three. We have an in ground pool and eating lunch and dinner out there is pleasant as well and when my flowers are in full bloom, the air is sweet and floral, perfect ambience for eating and relaxing. Swimming in chlorine isn’t my favorite but there is no sand! so I shouldn’t complain. I should be happy.
The first time that I went on vacation on my own was during college with two good friends, the first trip that I planned without my family was very important. It was a milestone if you will because this trip was solely financed by me with my hard earned money, as it always seems to work out, things mean more when you are the one who paid for it. The appreciation is much richer, my friends and I spent a week and a half in Acapulco, Mexico. It was beautiful, I learned how to water ski there, we relaxed and spent our days without a care in the world. A true vacation.