Lance, Harper and I are heading back to Boston, Ma. where I was born to meet up with my dad, brothers, step mom and sister as well as all the other Harper clan. My son, for those who do not know, was given my maiden name, which is, Harper. This trip couldn't have come at a better time. Lance has never been to Boston and I am excited to show him all places that was my childhood. I look forward to swimming in grammys gigantic pool ( where Lance and I are staying), grilling fish on the patio, eating fresh produce from her garden, waking up and bike riding to my old house down the road and all over Lynfield for that matter ( I hope every ones excited to watch Harper for us!) I can't wait for the time we'll spend at the "Harper" cabin in New Hampshire, and the "Butler" ( my cousins) cabin down the road where we will water ski, wake board and BBQ. I'm excited to go to Sharon Vermont to the Prophets birthplace, to hike lots of trails there and find orange and red salamanders that I've been telling Lance all about . Those poor things, we used to pull their tails off because we were told they grew back.There used to be this shake stand there in Sharon, that had these "monster shakes" and we were always excited to get one and share...I wonder if that's still there. On July 4th we are going to my uncle Eric's beach house in Kennebunk Maine where we will play on the beach, eat good food, spend time with all the uncles, aunts and cousins and later watch fireworks. We have box seat tickets to a RedSox game on July 7th, that the aforementioned uncle brokers out, and bless him, he gave us 6! And of course we will take a few days to go into the city so Lance can experience all the history that is Boston. I'm sure I'll walk the "freedom trail" That I've walked a billion other times. We will go to the Museum of Science, Museum of Fine Arts and eat at Faneuil Hall also known as the Quincy Market. We'll eat Kelly's seafood and walk Revere beach, play in the tidal pools in Nahaunt where my daddy grew up, walk around Waldon Pond where author Henry David Thoreau lived for a time. I feel like this is going to be like one of those family trips, like the one I took to Jamaica after high school, where the whole trip was beyond amazing but what would have made it even more perfect, would have been sharing all that with my true love.... And I get to do that!!! He gets to experience the family that helped create the crazy goofy fun-loving, New England delicious sub-eating, you guys have no idea ( subway/quiznos sucks) girl that I am.....My mouth is watering now. Maybe I should go eat some lunch.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Home sick....
This was taken on the Boston trip. My dad and Harper on Revere Beach.
( pic added in after the post)
um so this is how it goes here. I never realized just how hard it would be to marry someone from across the country. It has been hard......especially lately. And I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that I now have a son to raise, which makes me reflect upon my own childhood. I had a good one. My parents divorced when I was 12, so that's not really "ideal" per se, but I was a lucky girl for the parents I had and the way they raised me. I miss them. I miss my mom and dad.
Posted by Lance and Jessica at 12:25 PM 2 comments
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