We spent Tuesday up north in Glen Lake. It was a two-fold trip. We went mainly to celebrate my Dad’s 60th birthday (on the 6th) and my Mom’s 60th birthday (on the 8th). Neither of my parents seem anywhere near the ripe old age of 60. I told them that I think there must be some sort of miscalculation. My brother, Ben, along with his wife, Heather, and daughter, Eleanor, were up for vacation, and even my 82 year old grandmother made it for a delicious Steak lunch and Birthday cake. It was good for my soul to be up north. It was good to hang out with family, and it was especially fun to see Leila interacting with her relatives.
We also went north so that we could “say good bye to the ol’ place,” as my dad put it as we were about to leave on Wednesday morning. My parents have lived next to Big Glen Lake for nearly 13 years, but the time has come for them to move on. (JP and I are particularly excited that they will be located in Holland for the next chapter of life… at least until the chapter after that begins.) I was very thankful for this opportunity to have my “good bye” day in Glen Lake. My family moved to Glen Lake after my sophomore year in college, and while it never felt exactly like home, it has become a favorite place of mine. From the beautiful drive up from Holland, to the scenic hikes and picnic spots, the Glen Arbor area won my heart long ago. During our day there, we were able to do two of my three favorite things… We walked down to Old Settler’s Park, which my family has done at least a thousand times, and we played on the swings with the little ladies. I’m not sure that I have ever played on the swings at the park, but hey, it is Leila’s very favorite thing to do these days. We also walked out on the dock, which is where I took the photo at the top of the blog. Later on that night, we sat in the backyard around a bonfire and roasted s’mores. I love to sit by a fire, and even better, I love to eat s’mores. It felt good to my soul, and my stomach! The only thing guess I missed out on was one last trip to the Cherry Republic. When my sister, Amy, worked there I learned to appreciate just how yummy All Things Cherry can be. If you have not been there, You MUST Go.
The good news is that I won’t be staying away from the beauty of Glen Arbor for the rest of my life. I learned to dislike and avoid official goodbyes long ago, and simply put, Glen Lake is a place I must return to. So even when I won’t have my parent’s home to visit, I know I will go there, and my soul will be glad.