A Dad and his two daughters spending a three day weekend at the cottage together….
I guess they don’t trust the old man’s boating skills…they wore their life jackets even when they were in the camp….
One fishing from shore, the other demonstrating her rowing skills…
This was one of those “happy/sad” weekends that fathers have to endure sometimes…my two daughters, my babies, are growing up and making their way in the world, much to my chagrin. The oldest one is preparing to head out west for 3 months to work at a children’s camp, and the youngest is has a job that will keep her from me and the cottage for much of the summer. The first part of the weekend was happy for me, but as the three days came to an end I had a lump in my throat that is there as I write this….my little girls are growing up, and I am helpless to stop it.
Hopefully as I send them out into the world they take with them a piece of me, something to always have, along with fond memories of our days together at the cottage, summers full of happiness, and hopefully I will learn to swallow the lonely lump in my throat and learn from the lessons of love they taught me…..
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