I believe this is the 4th summer he has parked the R.V. at the Naval Campground on Perdido Bay. It is a beautiful and serene place. The sun goes down right over the bay.
I like to sit on the wooden porch swing and push myself into the relaxing back and forth motion that so easily reminds me of my childhood. I still have the occasional dream of being at home with both of my parents. It is always a sweet dream; I feel safe and loved and content.
I know my father will not live forever. I know life is always changing, and we must also change and hopefully grow and acquire some wisdom along the way. My sister and brother and I cherish these days with our father. There is laughter and love when we get together, as well as long periods of silence. I have always worried about those periods of silence... "Should I be more entertaining? Can I help it if I am "the quiet type" just like my father?" Now, I just try to relax in the quiet and enjoy the time we have together. This quiet place is perfect for doing just that.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Camping with Father
My father turns 80 on July 1st.