As I sit here typing this I can barely contain my enthusiasm – today is the official start of my staycation. 4 days of fabulous family time right here in Charleston. I am very excited to spend time with the ones I love while playing tourist in my own town.
It is no secret that I LOVE spending time with my family. I have standing dinner dates with my parents every week that I truly enjoy. The older I get the more grateful I am for this time together, and the more I realize how precious it is. My parents are my rocks, they are there for me through thick and thin, and I love them so much. My mom is one of my absolute best friends and even as an adult I still call my father at least once a week with a “daddy fix-it” question – usually about a home repair, some type of car craziness, or how long to grill something.
I am over the moon happy that my little brother Drake, his wonderful wife Amanda, and my nephew Jackson will be coming into town this week to make our family time even that much more special. I instantly feel into a deep, crazy love with Jackson the moment he was born. A type of love I had not experienced before, one that makes me look forward to having my own children someday. I am ready for pool time (so I can see his new swimming moves), beach trips playing in the sand, coloring at the kitchen table, tossing rocks into the pond out back, and reading bedtime stories.
What I did not expect though, was that one of my favorite parts about having Jackson enter my life would be watching the way that Drake and Amanda are around them. Getting to watch the two of them grow and develop into these amazing, thoughtful, caring, loving parents has been such a gift. Seeing how they are Jackson’s rocks, just like my parents are my rocks (always there), really warms my heart.
I think it is important that we take time to recognize those special people who make such an impact on us, our rocks, and not just on holidays either. A phone call, email, or card (I am obsessed with snail mail and love sending letters) out of the blue telling someone how much they mean to you can really make a difference not only in their day, but also in yours. I know this staycation will be full of many simple, wonderful gestures of love and thanks. I am ready for hugs, laughter, and smiles. And of course, goodnight kisses from the sweetest 3 year old ever.
Who is your rock?
How do you show them your thanks for all they do?
*This post was influenced by RedEnvelope‘s "Thank Your Rock" Project
(and the fact that my family just arrived in town this morning)!