My grandparents have their home there, actually, and they share it with all of their children (my mom, her sisters, her brother), and their families (all of my awesome aunts, uncles, and COUSINS).
In addition to long stretches of summer, I’ve spent most Thanksgivings, Easters, Memorial Day Weekends, 4th of July’s, and Labor Days there with my huge extended family.
It’s a pretty significant part of my childhood, and I couldn’t even begin to list all of the happy, happy memories I have from this place.
Well, I’ll try:
- Easter egg hunts in the dunes,
- 4th of July fireworks on the beach,
- long walks and kite flying along the shore,
- creating “stores” in the back of our parents’ cars,
- sunrises on the beach,
- sunsets on the sound,
- sea turtles,
- daily trips to Connor’s Market for Pepsi and Peppermint Patties…
I just love it there. All of these memories maybe sound like nothing, but they are meaingful because they involve my family.
Last weekend, my whole family traveled to Hatteras for my aunt’s beautiful wedding. Even though I had organized and presented at our annual conference that morning and afternoon and stayed for our graduate banquet that night, I was in the car and on my way to Hatteras as soon as I could be.
The whole ceremony was beautiful and perfect and emotional and the reception was full of sweet moments and hilarious moments and a lot of happy memory making. My aunt and my new uncle are completely happy and in love and being able to share in some of that happiness made for a perfect weekend. I’m so grateful.