The Beach Is Our Family Connection of Love
When she was alive, my Mother would rent a whole beach house, oceanfront, every year, and my siblings and I would gather together to enjoy the beach life together for a week. There are 7 of us, and bringing our families along, we often numbered 20 or so.
We live all over the country, so this time together was priceless. After Mom passed away, we did not have this wonderful family reunion for 10 years.
Then I decided that it was time to go back to the beach. It was time to bring back Mom’s yearly tradition and reunite my siblings. I needed to find 14 bedrooms, close to or on the beach. Countless hours, many phone calls and lots of lists later, it was all arranged. We had 3 houses on the same street with one of them right on the ocean.
We came from California, Colorado, Massachusetts and New Jersey. The total was 30 loving family members gathering together to honor our Mom’s memory and celebrate our family love.
As we gathered from around the country, my home was the clearinghouse for incoming family. Schedules were made, food was planned and we converged on our vacation home with great anticipation.
Each of us contributed a meal for the week. I had fried up 14 eggplants for eggplant Parmesan. One sister would treat us to pizza; my brother would do a BBQ. Other nights would be filled with seafood dinners from the local takeout. We were ready!
The first night, as we gathered on the porch of the ocean front house, it all became a reality that we would never forget. The weather was perfect and we reconnected as a family at the beach for the first time since the death of our Mom.
The love was real and present in the quiet conversations, the sleepy children and the soft sounds of the ocean nearby. The week was filled with sand castles, sun lotion, laughter, sleepy kids, games and good food. The weather was lovely and warm. The houses were comfortable and welcoming. My youngest sister and I looked over it all and agreed, “It’s perfect!”
As the week ended, all too soon, there was one comment from my niece that made it all worthwhile and showed us the power of our collective family love. She told her Mom that it was just like she remembered when we came to the beach with Grandmother. I am certain my Mom was looking down on us with love!