This afternoon, my boys and I headed down to the beach for a little down time from the moving prep madness. As we hit the sand, Yonah exclaimed, “Big Water!”. It was sweet and brilliant, but I couldn’t help but think of how much my mother would have loved that moment. In that way, I’m glad to be moving now instead of at the end of the summer, when we would have had more time to enjoy the Cape. There is so much of Mom everywhere in this house and on the beach, especially in Summer, that it’s almost too painful to be here. Her absence is too obvious.

4 days to Moving Day…