OUR Oasis

I have arrived at my summer oasis. The place I have come to for the past 19 years. A place of sun and fun and funny family dynamics. Of Grandma telling me my skirt is too short, to keep my feet of the couch and to close the door quietly. Of memories and laughter and so much fun.  Of love, expressed differently than at home.


Im here now. Just Dad and I.


My first two questions
Should we stop at the big store on the way home? 
and
Where is the hammock?


We've arrived at a place for us. A place we hold dear to our hearts.  Where the first thing I do is kick off my shoes, roll up my pants and run to put my toes in the water.  Where I spend hours reading. Where we eat fresh fruit and vegetables with the smell of the lake and the old cabin surrounding us. 
 We have arrived at a place that is different. That has been renovated into something that people outside this quirky family will pay to stay at. But still has Grandma's little notes and the ugly orange chairs and pieces of her and the rusticness of this place scattered around. 
A place where we joke about the rules and break them and laugh and mock her, which really is an understanding between us that we miss her, and this place is full of memories of her, and that is how we reminisce.
 A place where I spend more time silent than most my life. Where we can just enjoy each others company and not talk about everything.  Where ten o clock rolls around and sleepily I get off the couch and say its only 8 at home and Dad says "who cares we're not at home" so i move to my bunk beds and feel like the grandkid that I have spent all these years in the back bedroom with the small beds as. 
I place where I have come and felt at home and fully content and uneasy at the same time.  A place that has been all mine and a little bit not mine. A place that I love so dearly I will never let go of. 


A place that this year I can let go of the uneasiness and let it be all mine.  Where it is ok that Dad and I's relationship is different than mom and I's or someone else and their dad's.  A place where what used to drive me crazy can now make me laugh. Where I can let go and just be in the moment. And be perfectly content with the way that is, so that the rest of this is just as perfect and enjoyable every moment as it should be.  Where its ok that he is green and gold and I am blue and orange.  Where goodnight hugs are more than the love I get at home... he gives me blue.  Where I sit and read and let my mind go, I give him green.  Where I appreciate all that he is.  All that this place is.  All that it means to us and our relationship.


This is OUR oasis. And i cherish it so much for that. Cherish it so much for all that it has given to me, to us, and forever will give.


And boy am I excited to be here where the only thing I think about is when Ill fit meals into the fun and my responsibilities are to husk corn and clean up after a yummy dinner. Where I get to read about life, love, travel, exploring, understanding, fantasy, whatever I want. Where I wake up and cover my cereal in fresh fruit sit on the porch taking it all in.  Read for a while, change into my swimsuit.  Play, swim, eat, read, relax... and do it all over again. Perfect.


The boat comes tomorrow.  A toy for us to relish in our love of being and doing together. Then Jes and Kylie come Friday.  And again I will cherish being able to let go and just be here together :)


A week of relaxing and letting go.  Of finding where we meet. Of understanding who he is.  What he has given to me. Of loving instead of getting frustrated. Of enjoying instead of being aware of the imperfections. Cause we are in the perfect place to forget about all but the love and the good.  To a week in OUR oasis.