December is a busy month. There are no two ways about it. Our calendar fills up and before we know it almost all of our weekends are gone. Granted, most often we find ourselves surrounded by our very best friends and incredible family.
Christmas Eve often comes at a perfect time and it is a day that I truly enjoy. Yes, it is filled with presents and a delicious crab dinner. Yes, it is the start of a crazy few days for the HB crew. Yes, to all that. But one of my very favorite traditions that my family has tried to do for a number of years is get outside together and at least go for a walk.
This year we loaded up into two cars and headed to West Beach and took a long beach walk. Phil had Maggie in the Ergo, so Barry and I were able to zig-zag around touching base with each other and everyone else. Sydney, a huge proponent of beach walks, zipped along with Taggert and Sparky.
West Beach is a place that I loved going as a child because it seemed to have everything: salt water, fresh water, a cement bike loop, the Trap Door Tree, a beach, sand dunes, etc. I haven’t been there in years and as an adult it was fun to return, especially with my brothers. They too adore the park.
Barry and I have been having lots of conversations about traditions we want to start here at HBHQ – I’m lobbying for getting outside together as a family because it seems to put a smile on everyone’s face and remove the stress that this busy month can bring.
This reminds me of my favorite Christmas book , The Night Tree by Eve Bunting. Have you read it?