I’ll be heading back to the cottage a week from tomorrow. For those of you who aren’t familiar with my the cottage-by-the-sea experience, let me explain. From mid-November to mid-April I rent a cottage right on the Atlantic Ocean (well, a couple of hundred feet from it), an hour and a half drive from my home. My general routine is to spend the week there and then return home for the weekend. At the cottage I watch the ocean (my specialty is sunrises), read, write, pray, walk and do jigsaw puzzles. I talk to no one, never turn on the TV, and stay off the internet except to post my blog and check email morning and evening. As expressed in this blog, I go for silence, solitude and simplicity and because sometimes I like to be alone.
This is my sixth season at the cottage. Each year has been both the same and different. I wonder how it will be this year? In 2011 I was traveling back and forth to visit my mom, who turned 101 that May and died that October. 2012 was a grieving year, as was 2013. Last year I began working on a memoir about her, which I have entitled Very Grateful. I am hoping 2015 will be the year to finish the book and get it out there so people can learn about this amazing, very grateful woman who was my mom.
This is my sixth season at the cottage. Each year has been both the same and different. I wonder how it will be this year? In 2011 I was traveling back and forth to visit my mom, who turned 101 that May and died that October. 2012 was a grieving year, as was 2013. Last year I began working on a memoir about her, which I have entitled Very Grateful. I am hoping 2015 will be the year to finish the book and get it out there so people can learn about this amazing, very grateful woman who was my mom.