I am inspired when I drop everything and pack up the kids for a trip to the cottage. The contrast of country living against our everyday routine in the city feels adventurous and special.
I didn't understand until I had Henry and Rosemary-the impact of all the summer traditions my mom created for us. When my siblings and I get together, we often recall childhood memories from the cottage. We remember the time my brother caught a giant frog. Snorkeling until our fingertips shriveled like raisins. Building forts and setting booby traps. Learning to swim in the lake and eating mom's homemade meals at the picnic table.
I want their childhood to be full of memories of the cottage. I hope my
kids remember how we soaked up the end of summer with long afternoon
swims and late-night barbecues. I hope they remember the early morning nature walks and the smell of the campfire.