Since last Friday, I’ve been in North Myrtle Beach with my parents. They rented a condo for a week and invited Dan and me, Harry and Celia, and Jeremy to join them.
Even though I’ve been working 3-4 hours for Cynexis each day, and 2-3 hours on my blog each day, I’ve greatly enjoyed my working vacation.
While I do miss Dan, who left on Sunday, it’s impossible to feel lonely when I’m with my parents, my brothers, and my sister-in-law.
I’m not saying my family never drives me crazy… But spending time with them, in small week-long doses, at the beach, is pretty wonderful.
I love just hanging out with my family and talking. We talk about our jobs a lot. Celia is a nurse in Labor & Delivery, and I love hearing her stories. My whole family is very supportive of my blog, and we had a great discussion about my recent post on Myrtle Beach and classism. I knew my dad would like it, but my heart swelled just a little with joy when Celia told me it resonated with her.
We also talk about babies. A lot. Dan and I have been married just over a year, and we’re definitely not ready for children right now, but we do want them eventually. Harry and Celia have been married about six months, and they feel the same way about babies.
But somehow, we’ve talked about our future baby names almost every day this week. Harry has some very interesting ideas for baby names that no one except Jeremy supports. No one seemed surprised when I listed Brita Jadzia and James Haugen as my current preferred future baby names.
It’s a little weird to me to realize Dan and I have been married for over a year. Sometimes I still can’t believe I’m in a relationship at all. It’s also weird that my twin brother is married. And it’s weirder that we’re talking about babies, like our own actual future babies, in a very realistic and no longer hypothetical way.
I don’t feel that old.
Our ten year high school reunion is coming up, which does remind me of just how old I’m getting. I’m almost 28. I can no longer pretend I’m in my mid-20s.
I’m actually an adult.
Both of my brothers are adults.
But when we’re all together, with my parents, I almost feel like we’re all just pretending to be adults. We still bicker. Mom scolds us when we swear too much. Daddy mildly points out that maybe we shouldn’t eat so much sugar, as I drink my strawberry daiquiri and eat jellybeans by the handful.
In my mind, my parents are forever middle-aged, frozen in time in their 40s. Then I remember that they just celebrated their 30th wedding anniversary.
All these jumbled thoughts and feelings boil down to one thing.
I’m thankful for my family.
I love my family.
I’m thankful for this time together at the beach.
I loved our family vacations growing up, and I love them as a grown up.
So April’s Thankful Thursdays is to y’all, Long Family.
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