We are now in the middle of our latest get away to (or back to) Maine. Alleluia! The sun is out! We had our doubts when driving north. Just about all the way had bright blue sky and fluffy white creature clouds - you know the kind of clouds that are seen as animals, usually different ones for everyone), As we reached the end of Rt 495 where you turn north on I95 and the coast is directly east, There was what looked like a ever growing cloud, only dingy in yellowish gray. At first I thought there must be a good size fire but soon my NE roots took hold and I realized we heading straight into a fog bank. When my children were young and the fog horn went off, this was the clue to run quickly and take the diapers (cloth) of the line or have a mess of soggy diapers that would have to dry on a rack inside. As we crossed the line into NH from MA we were in the soup with our low beams on - high beans in fog and pretty useless. NH only has a fourteen mile coastline so even creeping we were soon going over the Piscataqua River Bridge into Maine - at least we must have but none of the spectacular view was visible - just an occasional shadow of beams but no sight the Welcome to Maine sign half way over. So my poor husband had no idea when to take a deep breath and exclaim, "Ah, smell that wonderful Maine air!"
As we approached our exit to Wells, the fog let up and just to make sure we didn't get too sure of ourselves, a lightening bolt zigged its way down in front of us as we started up Rt 109 to Sanford. Within a minute we were surrounded by night rather than day and the heavens opened up with a torrent. The winding road through the woods to our son's house is always fun as we dodge holes but being full of water, it was a challenge. We know where to be careful but that only counts when you can see the road.
About ten miles from the turnpike, we found his drive just as things were letting up, our daughter-in-law was waiting on the back deck with a large umbrella to bring us in. I couldn't help but think how brave she was for us - there was no way I would stand outside under an umbrella in a lightening storm. We were bunking with our oldest son and family.
At that point we took a deep breath and disconnected. Unplugged all the stuff to do in PA, forgot about doctor's appointments and full schedules.
We were here to reconnect. We we here to surround ourselves with our Maine family and be with second son and his wife for their first wedding anniversary and get lots of hugs from our 7 year old granddaughter. We reconnected with one of my husband's high school buddies who had married one of my Boston roommates from my single life 50 years ago and had our first fill of fried clams. Our second son cooked us an early Thanksgiving dinner on the grill - yep right down to the stuffing in foil followed by an evening of laughs at their home. We drove to Lake Sunapee in NH yesterday to reconnect with two of my high school friends and their spouses. They came from Georgia and Vermont. We reconnected with lots of shared memories and parallel life stories while sitting on the dock at the lake and yes, the sun started peeking through. We ended our reconnecting day with (shall I say it) another fill of fried clams.
After a 2 hour drive home, we stopped by our sons house to watch what was left of the opening pre-season Patriot's in HD (we don't have HD ). They were playing our new home "town" team -the Eagles. I'm so glad he Pats won, not only because of my true allegiance but because the Eagles just signed Vick as a back up quarter back. I will have no problem wearing my red-white and blue in the midst of the midst of all the green at my new home. (Sorry - I digress.) From there "home" as our son waited for us - had an 11:o'clock curfew :-)
Well that was in just 48 hours and we go from here. A reconnecting mother/son lunch this afternoon, reconnecting meeting with a friend over ice cream for supper (yes, ice cream IS a good supper) while my husband is running around visiting old neighborhood buddies and there are more that we hope to drop in on before our 6 days is up).
Sunday we will be enjoying the long awaited lobster feed at an outdoor pound at Kittery Point for the anniversary.
You may have noticed that reconnecting for seniors includes lots of eating but I bet we work most of it off with hours of talk and laughter.
I brought some crocheting and reading. Not sure how much I'll get in but it is still part of the disconnect.
Only once we start south again will I allow myself to plug back in and reconnect with the real world.
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