Over the last 12+ years, Topsail Island has become a second home to me and my family.
Okay, seriously, where did the time go? That’s half of my life!
It’s hard to believe that we’ve been packing up the car, driving down I-40, and crossing over the swing bridge onto the island year after year since I was around 12 years old. It’s a place that holds a lot of memories for me.
Late night Dairy Queen runs and pool dips, hermit crab souvenirs, the most unbearable sunburns, July 4th fireworks on the beach, sandcastles with the most elaborate of tunnels and motes, getting honked at simply for crossing the street, playing “manhunt” with walkie talkies after midnight (and the mosquito bites that appeared the next day), playing pool in the laundromat/bar, collecting shark teeth, boogie boarding until our the tops of our feet were red from sand burn, and plenty of peel-and-eat shrimp smothered in Old Bay.
It’s a place that will always make me feel safe and welcome.
Richard and I joined my parents and sister for a Memorial Day weekend at the beach house, and it was the perfect dose of much-needed relaxation.
In a weird way, I feel proud of myself for only taking a few photos. I was really trying my best to live “in the moment” and not feel too tied down with technology. However, maybe it made for a boring blog post. Oh well!
We ate plenty of PB&J sandwiches… Also know as the best beach lunch ever.
We also went to a Memorial Day party hosted by some family friends.
And there was a gorgeous sunset on Sunday night (see title photo).
I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect weekend.