Hatteras, NC is my second home.
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.
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A couple weekends ago, my sister and I woke up really early and drove several hours to visit my cousin at UNC Wilmington. My sister and my cousin and I are all really close and love each other a LOT, but now that we’re adults, we live and school and work a few hours away from each other. Through our childhood, we have tons of shared memories of Richmond, VA parks and mountain trips and 4th of July’s at Cape Hatteras, but all of those memories involve our whole families and a lot of boy cousins. This is the first time that we’ve spent a weekend together in our adult lives as just the three of us, so it was a big deal.
I consider this first adult cousin weekend a success. We had lots of girl time and got called “future heartbreakers of America” by a random man on the boardwalk. The best part of the trip was getting to explore this beautiful place I’d never even visited before. I love Wilmington. I love that there are palm trees. I love that there is a beach and downtown area within 15 min of each other. I love the weather. I love that there’s an Olive Garden. I love that my baby cousin lives there now. Its perfect.