“Home is found not a on a map, but in the company of those you love the most”
We’ve just got back from family vacation. The first time in a year that both my sisters, my mum and I have been together. Daily squabbles, and disagreements only strengthen our bond and remind us of how it used to be; before I moved away, before my dad passed away. Twelve years on, and some moments are still hard.
When we are all together I feel complete. Mum trying to keep everyone happy and stress free, even when we protest and is successful most of the time. I am in awe of her stamina. My sisters are fun and silly, and the glee on the children’s faces only encourages them more. My youngest sister surprised us the most; assertive and energetic, she commandeered a boat , sat atop alligators and played with pythons. This time she had a partner in crime – a nephew who could keep up.
This vacation we got soaked by the splash of a giant whale, fed a school of dolphins, built sandcastles on the beach, swam in the sea, zip lined over crocodile infested waters, and played in the rain. Who knew Florida could be so much fun?