One of the last days of school, I took the Munch to the pier at Folly. She loved the breeze and I loved being with her. She has brightened most of the days in this last year. I see myself in her a little but I see my baby sister in her the most.
The summer tide took us to Edisto again first thing. We stayed in the house that isn't ours but is ours. We trudged the chairs, the cooler, the tent and the toys to the beach every day and soaked up every sun kissed second.
This is the 1st picture of us when Big really was bigger than me. |
When we were at Edisto something horrible happened to our beautiful city and it changed our hearts, minds and state forever. We will never forget the Emanuel 12: Rev. Clementa Pickney, Myra Thompson, Rev. Daniel Simmons, Cynthia Hurd, Susie Jackson, Ethel Lance, Sharonda Coleman-Singleton, Tywanza Sanders, Rev. Depayne Middleton-Doctor, Polly Shepard (survived), Felicia Sanders (survived) and her 11-year old granddaughter (survived). We spent days that week trying to figure out how and why this could happen at this day in age in our city. We had to explain it to you over and over because you had questions but couldn't possibly understand how this could happen. Unfortunately we couldn't explain because we didn't understand either. We prayed a lot and spoke their names and learned about their families and their children. We learned how extraordinary they all were and we grieved for them and for Charleston.
We came home and we paid our respects in any way that we could.
Some people decided to have a Unity March across the Ravenel Bridge. They expected 500 people. My sister and I made the walk and decided to join in with those "500" people.
We left early and we waited at the top for them and because we were so early we were right in the middle when the 2 sides met each other; one walking from Mt. Pleasant and the other walking from downtown. It was one of the most beautiful human experiences I have ever been a part of. It was bigger than us and we could feel it.
Next we went to back to California to see Uncle Jared. It was his turn to turn 40. We took the kids so they could see everything that we have been talking about. They fell in love with another new state this summer.
This is what you wear in Cali in June in the mornings. Crazy. |
When we came home it was already time for July 4th again. So we did like we always do and we packed it up and headed to Chapin. The kids are getting bigger but the traditions are still the same.
Towards the end of the week, I caught puppy fever. I didn't want to. It just happened. But we are thankful it did because Banks is the best little dog we have ever had and maybe the best early birthday present Big has ever gotten.
Every lab needs their own diaper bag. |
Miss E and Booboo came down for summer she-me camp. It was a week of road trips to Greensboro and movies and markers on the wall and swimming. I love my little chickens...
Booboo and Yaya |
The last days of summer, we did as much as we could by boat.
Lil' carried on in her usual way of leaving little notes and surprises for us. She is the sweetest little girl that I have ever known and her love bursts out of her every day. She taped a star on our door.
She put a note in my sweat towel that I take to the gym.
And she made me appetizer plates when I was hungry.
Lil' 3rd Grade |
Big and L 7th Grade |