As I unpacked my summer clothes and started up my laptop to work on my second novel, I stopped and thought to myself. This is going to be two weeks I will never forget. So, I closed my laptop and walked back down stairs to spend time with my dad instead of write.
I found myself at a crossroad because graduating from college felt like an end. It felt like it was all over, and anxiety developed within me. The one person that truly helped me was my dad. After having a meltdown in front of him, he said the words that I needed to hear…a father-daughter moment. He grabbed two glasses and a bottle of cranberry wine. We walked outside as the rain was just sprinkling over the countryside and we were sheltered under the tin roof Dad built on the deck out back.
We laughed. I laughed. And I really needed that. When you feel like you are at an end and have no where to go, grab hold to the ones you love and they will always help you find your way.
This is what I’ve learned in these two weeks of summer. Dad was right all along…sometimes a little wine is all you need…to rid the anxiety that is. And he was right. I graduated and it’s all over, but a new beginning is just over that rainy horizon. And I will always have the memories, because graduation happened.
We all love vacations and most of us love feeling the warm sun on our skin, the soft ocean breeze through our hair, and kicking those shoes off to feel the sand between our toes. But, what is it about vacations that we take home with us, excluding the obvious sun-kissed tan, soft skin, and a happy glow? The relaxed feeling lasts only while we are on vacation and when we come home, we feel rejuvenated for, maybe about a week. Then work, school, and everyday things wear us out again. So, there has to be something about vacations that hold us through until the next one, right?
“What did you do on your vacation?” Isn’t that what we are always talking about even weeks after we get back? We tell family and friends all we’ve seen and who we were with. Sometimes, vacations end up wearing us out just as much as our everyday lives do. But, these memories and happy moments stick with us forever, even after the sun-kissed tan and soft skin leave us. We even talk about these memories years later. There is something about just having these memories that can get us through a whole year until our next vacation. Memories, good times, and seeing a loved one’s smile brings us that happy glow.
I will always remember my vacations with Dad. We’d all pile in the mini van and drive to Florida to check in to our condo, then place our bums on the beautiful beaches of Miami, Palm Springs, Daytona, and many more where we’d stay most of the week. But, what I remember most, the memory that brings happiness to me every time, is how we’d be on vacation, and Dad would always get up very early to see the sunrise. He’d wake up my sister and I, give us a soda pop and there us three were, the first ones on a beach drinking soda together and picking sea shells as the pink and tangerine sky got brighter and brighter. There’s just some things in life you will never forget.
Dad and I when I was a little girl, when my sister was just born. We were up early and looking at a jellyfish. I’ve always loved this photo as my Mom captured the love between a father and daughter, and in the background an older couple in love.