Indian Lake

Today My grandmother and I took Addison up to the trailer at Indian lake. It has been close to 15 years since I have been here to visit. It is oddly familiar, faint memories come rushing back as I step into the place where I spent many summer weekends of my childhood. The place where my father spent many summer weekends of his childhood. And now, I walk around following my daughter, as she runs around exploring the new terrain.

I feel a sense of family, of times past as I walk down that hallway. It is covered with old team bowling photos that hang on the wall, taken in the 60's, 70's and 80's of a much younger set of grandparents, great aunts and great uncles. Much has changed in 20 years, people have passed, become distant memories as life moves on. But as I stand there in that hallway for a fleeting moment I feel as though time has stood still here in this trailer.

I look forward to the special moments to be had here with my family as the days roll on, and it reminds me just how important my family is to me.