Every year, my family on my mom’s side gathers on Cape Cod.  My Aunt and Uncle have a beautiful home that used to be a bed and breakfast. Their five children, chip in and rent the house next door.  Just the five kids and their families can equal 30 plus, but not everyone can make it every year.  If there’s room, we contribute and zip down for a few days.  The first Sunday night my Aunt and Uncle host a lovely part (with the help of their kids and grandkids). They invite cousins and friends who are within driving range.  It is always a good time.

It’s a long drive and my time with them is always too short, but at the same time, it if bursting with laughter, good food an memories.  I’m so grateful for even these few moments together.