For the past few years I have done a blog post about one of my favorite weekends of the year – my college reunion (click here and click here to read the last 2 posts). Each year I write about how much this reunion means to ME, how important these friendships are to ME, and how much I look forward to these weekends. Well, reunion 2016 was just as incredible for ME as the past years have been, but this year it was apparent how much this weekend meant to my kids as well. On the last night of the reunion, as I put my kids to bed, my middle kiddo whispered in my ear: “Thank you mommy for everything about this trip. It is the best vacation I’ve ever been on.” And right there I melted.
The day after we got home, my 2 girls decided to write stories about their trip to Michigan. I am going to use their stories to narrate the post this year.
“My Trip to Michigan”
“I saw all of my best friends.”
“Every year we go swimming, go to the beach, go fishing, and spend time with family.”
“There are a lot of people to play with and a lot of people your age. Everyone gets along and makes friends pretty easily.”
*Except that this isn’t the end. It is just the beginning. The beginning of beautiful friendships that have been passed to the next generation. The generation that calls these friendships “our family.”