I got the best text this weekend.
My brother randomly and unexpectedly found himself in Maine, just a few houses down from our old vacation house on Little Ossipee Lake in Waterboro.
It hasn’t changed a bit- except for the new family’s SUV out front.
You think you have a memory down and then you get a text like that and realize you didn’t. But, it all comes rushing back.
Aww I love this. I have so many “memories” like this that I would loe to revisit!
Hello Susan! Why are you blogging when you’re supposed to be relaxing before your wedding day?? You will be a married woman in 5 days! Can’t wait
Lovely post. You must have had a lot of fantastic memories there.
What a quaint place!
Ah, nostalgia! I think I’d cry a little.
I would LOVE to drive up to Harvard, MA and check out our old lake house that my grandparents sold back when we were in HS. Too bad we would have just bought it if it was now since we have jobs! le sigh.
[...] time vacation to me meant weekends and sporadic weeks away with my family. It was a road trip to a little house in Maine. In the winter it meant figure skating on a frozen lake, sledding and snowmobiling. In the summers [...]
[...] // There was a canvas photos of me, my brother and my sister that hung over the couch in the Maine house where we vacationed as kids. We’re smiling, and a little sunburned. Whenever I see a canvas [...]