Going “Home”

August 26, 2011

This week I spent a day with my mom, aunt & grandmother. We went to “the beach club” where my grandparents belonged for years. When I was a kid, I would spend every Monday & Tuesday with them during the summer, so I feel like I grew up at the beach club.

Grampa and Me in 1991

And I’ve been dying to go back the past few years. Walking in was like walking home. And seeing people whose name you couldn’t remember if you’re life depended on it, but knowing you know them. And of course “I haven’t seen you since *hand goes down to waist*” Not only does it still look the same, it also still smells the same! I think the only thing different is that the tennis courts are facing a different direction than they were when I was a child.