My Parents Are At The Cottage

I love their vacations almost as much as I love my own.

I was sitting on the front porch, reading. Just like every summer of my life. The sun was dipping low behind the trees on Cole.

The last of the sunlight played across the pages of my book. The breeze was blowing my hair. My parents were inside with Jen - Grace shows up Thursday.

Sometimes you can go home again.....for a little while.