Those of us who come from small families, or with few relatives, watch with envy as the summer migration of friends and neighbors head out to family reunions, and visits to childhood homes and vacation spots.
My mom and dad were part of the east coast surge for California after WWII. My dad, from Syracuse, New York had returned to California because he’d loved his basic training at Fort Ord in Monterrey. Mom was from Ohio but had been sent to Hawaii to run a YWCA camp in 1944, she came back through California and never returned east.
That left us with relatives far away, that we didn’t see that often. Dad died at fifty and it took me many years before I reconnected with the one remaining cousin in Syracuse. My mom’s family in Ohio all died out except for one crazy string of 5 cousins that we’re still in touch with. When my mom and Aunt Helen (their mom) passed away – they took the “relative gathering glue” along with them. We see them occasionally when there’s a wedding. It’s hard to step in and recreate what my mom had. Her parents each had 11 siblings. She had over 100 cousins spread throughout Ohio. The Holl reunions at Uncle Dewey’s farm were legendary .
My first marriage was to an only child with absolutely no relatives. I don’t know what I was thinking. Second time around, I hoped to find someone who was a good fit for my kids who also brought family with him. This is tricky of course because even when they have families, it doesn’t mean they are a cohesive, dependable or loving group. Or that they are that motivated to make you part of what family they’ve managed to hang onto through life’s challenges. One can’t create what was never there.
With my youngest heading out to college in the fall, and the empty nest looming, it’s a reminder that family is what you make it, and a result of the effort that you put into it. One day I will demand many grandchildren.
I’m off to call my cousins and see what’s happening in the land of humidity and fireflies. What’s your summer family adventure? I’d love to hear your thoughts, plans and from your experience.
Here I am saying goodbye to my daughter who is heading out to her last exam on the last day of High School. For the past 19 years, I have had a child in Elementary, Jr High, or High School, and now it’s over. What a shift! Of course there are still two to get through college, but it’s different, it’s not on my watch. They don’t need me to wake them up, make breakfast, make them lunch, make them dinner, be available for activities, and drive them anywhere anymore!
Last week I held a workshop around finding your passions and purpose after the kids move on. The group went along willingly with a series of exercises to determine where they were now on the passion scale, and where they wanted to be.
Friends, family and business associates showed up to help celebrate the premiere of
Our Spring Break is almost over. We were very lucky to be invited out on a sports fishing boat yesterday. We saw dolphins, humpback whales, a huge turtle floating by and caught a 24 pound Dorado. The girls loved helping land the fish, were a little squeamish about killing it – but now understand a more about where their dinners come from.
A local restaurant cooked it up for us and all 17 (five moms, ten 17/18 year olds, captain and crew) enjoyed it while all girls sang kereoke.
Swimming, snorkeling, diving off the boat. Another great shared experience before seeing our kids off to college. My email is down, I’m blogging briefly then will stay off the computer to focus on the daughter that will soon be moving on to even greater adventures without me.
Spring Break in Cabo San Lucas is over for the college kids, but not for the high schoolers.
Some say you should plan for the empty nest as soon as the kids outgrow elementary school, I think that’s pushing it a bit. But by the time your youngest turns 16, it’s definitely good to start developing the dreams you’ve put by the wayside for the last 18+ years. Turn it from Empty Nesting to Empty Nexting -planning your next new adventure.
The early morning on the weekend, while everyone is still sleeping, I straighten up everything from the night before. Any chaos that my daughter and her friends that they didn’t clean up. I’ve realized this will soon be over, and there won’t be anyone to clean up after when I get up in the quiet time of the morning.
Last night I had the pleasure to see Susan Sarandon’s return to Broadway in the opening of