Photo Wednesday 45


Last weekend, Grace’s best friend from camp came to visit.  This friend is the daughter of my best friend from camp.  The sheer fact of this, and the way I kept seeing my friend’s face in her daughter’s, made me dizzy several times this weekend.  Talk about vertigo: then, now, us, them, summer, the ocean, winter, tears, girls, women … it all blended together in a meteor shower of memory.  Grace is still crying about her friend having left.  Only two months until camp, I keep telling her.

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  1. Kristin H. Macomber
    Posted May 15, 2013 at 6:00 am | Permalink

    Oh, oh, oh! Especially poignant for me, since I see that they’re walking through my hallowed back yard. It’s such a gift, when your children become friends with your friends’ children, isn’t it?

    Do you know E.B. White’s essay, “Once More to the Lake”? There’s a lovely line in that piece, where White is walking with his son along a path that he walked when he was young. “Everywhere we went I had trouble making out which was I, the one walking at my side, the one walking in my pants.”

    I feel that line often, walking beside or behind my no longer kids, now young men.

    admin Reply:

    Wow – I do not know that essay, and am looking it up immediately!!!

  2. Posted May 15, 2013 at 6:42 am | Permalink

    How perfect and how lucky for the girls and for you!

    admin Reply:

    It is!! I know you know the magic of camp 🙂 xox

  3. Matt Russell
    Posted May 15, 2013 at 8:38 am | Permalink

    I love photo Wed. J is an awesome kid, like her mom!

  4. Daniella Garran
    Posted May 15, 2013 at 9:33 am | Permalink

    Not 2 months away!!Only 45 DAYS!!!

    admin Reply:

    Well, second session!

  5. Posted May 15, 2013 at 9:41 am | Permalink

    This gave me goosebumps. How special that you all have a generational kindred friendship. xoxo

    admin Reply:

    Yes – I feel fortunate about it every single day. xox

  6. Posted May 15, 2013 at 10:42 am | Permalink

    That is a novel waiting to be written, my friend. Which camp did you attend?

    admin Reply:

    Cape Cod Sea Camps, in Brewster, MA. It’s fabulous!