I can’t think of summer without thinking of my beloved Outer Banks of North Carolina, where beach and bay share the same slim, gorgeous peninsula. I spent 14 summers in OBX with my dear family. My boys grew up on those beaches and kayaked on that bay. Even though we stopped going a few years ago, my memories take me back in a heartbeat – to the white, soft beach where I had my walks – to the view of the bay where I started and ended every day with a silent meditation, to the local farmer’s market and the free pie samples my mom and I used to love, to the fresh seafood, to the house that we loved, and to the joy of being with my family.
And of course, to my swimwear! My clothes are so tied into my memories that I could never separate the two; I bought my all-time favorite black one-piece Lisa Curran Swimsuit for summer vacation at the beach. Feminine yet strong and secure, it fit like a glove and I knew it could handle the trip perfectly. And it did. It’s important to find the right swimsuit because, as completely exposed as you are, you need the suit to fill you with confidence and a little bit of attitude! Of course it helped that this particular suit was named Clare, my mother’s name!
Happy Memorial Day and the unofficial opening day of summer. What does the approaching three months mean to me? It means days of fewer layers of clothing and walking out my door without a coat and hat. It means wearing my beloved t-shirts. It means pulling out my sandals and walking around without socks and boots. It also means sleeping a little more, watching more movies, catching more daylight hours, taking more walks, spending more time with my boys (though now that they are teenagers – maybe not) and enjoying more of the good things.
This is a day to remember our nation’s heroes of the armed forces who gave their lives serving our country. And as a New Jersey resident, today is a day we thought might never come: a return to the beach after Super Storm Sandy.
Memorial Day weekend officially kicks off summer and what says summer more than fresh berries? Ripe strawberries are my favorites and this Sunday I bought a pint at the local farmer’s market. Of course, I was wearing my strawberry crossover bag at the time. So good I could eat them up – just remember which is which!