Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Mountain Living

A girl I grew up with during the summers spent at our mountain house sent me an awesome picture today.  It's a picture of a big majority of the mountain house folk, all dressed up at her wedding.  This picture brought a big smile to my face for a few reasons.


First of all, it's awesome to see everyone dressed up, looking fancy.  Normally, we're wearing tank tops or bathing suits and are soaking wet, either from the lake water or the sweat from the 90 degree weather.  Straight hair does care up there, so you never see it- unless you're one of those lucky ones with perfectly silky straight hair.

Another thing that made me smile was... well, the faces I see.  Almost every person older than me has known me since birth.  Everyone younger than me, I've known since birth.  We have hailed from many states- Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Virginia, Kentucky, Delaware, New Jersey, Arkansas- yet everyone makes the point to do summer together in the foothills of the SC mountains.  Kids with whom I played kick-the-can , rafted down the river, played countless games of ball tag in the lake, spend the nights in the clubhouse, lots of card games, and more are now married and have families of their own, and now our kids are friends.  It's pretty cool to have this group of people who aren't technically family feel like they are family.

Anyways, I just had to share.  I don't get up to the mountains as much as I used to be able to- with 3 kids, it's not always easy to make the 3 hour trek- but I am usually able to go up 3-4 times a summer.  My long talks in rocking chairs are now replaced with chasing kids to make sure they don't fall in the lake, but I know that the mountains will get more relaxing again as the kids get older.

It truly is a blessing to have this place to visit and these people in my life.  Thanks, Robin, if you're reading this!!

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