Myself and four of our children are at a resort type place on the islands of Lake Champlain in Vermont. We met my Mom and step-father here. For us, it is time to spend with them as they live in Connecticut and we don't get to see them too often.
Mike needed to stay home and get some wedding orders completed, care for our animals and transport our two oldest where they need to be.
Staying here among all of these giant RVs all crammed together makes me wonder even more about our world - I mean there are so many that have so little yet so many choose to spend their money on extra homes and spend their vacations sitting around in an environment much like their home - watching television, hooked up to wi-fi, showers, hot water, AC, and so much more in their own RV. So strange to me - so very strange.
I am staying in one of the little cabins - one of three and one of the only ones that have to use the campground's bathrooms and showers. But even these cute cabins are out in the open surrounded by so many others. I feel uncomfortable here - surrounded by so many people is something I am not used to and I have a hard time trying to comprehend how this constitutes a vacation for so many. An RV right near us put out their Beer Pong table (my 15 year old informed me). Yes, I can understand visiting a new area, exploring ,etc. but so many of these RVs have Vermont plates and I have met many Vermonters that go "camp" in their who-knows-how-long RV just minutes from their home.
As I type this post it is 10:15, much later than I usually stay up but Emmy has just barely gone to sleep and the sounds of "vacationers" is still loud. I do long for home and to be with Mike - for the familiarity of daily life - the animal chores and the bread baking, the noise and chaos and occasional quiet times, the gardens to tend to and the knitting needles to knit with - the children to read to and to go on walks with.
But at the same time I need to be grateful for the time with my mother and step-father and the time with Emmy, Sarah, Abby and Isaac - and also for the time that I have to be alive - all we all have is right now - that is all.
Unlike so many others in our society, my life is how I would choose to live. For me there really isn't such a thing as vacation. Really my regular life is just as I would have it. Vacation has become a word that isn't something I look forward to - work for - live my days for - my regular daily life is filled with joys, trials, hardships, celebrations, rewards and challenges - but above all, it is my first choice.