We have been in Upstate NY for almost a week. Ever since we moved from NH to VA in 2017, our routine has been to spend every summer up here in our old hometown, living in my husband's childhood home on the lake and attending Mass at the church where we were married in 1980. We own a lake house just three or so miles down the road, which is mostly a VRBO rental, and we manage that property (which we named Oyster Haven) during the busy summer season. (We have cleaners; but we take care of the laundry and making the beds on turnover days.)
I do love it here, even though I dearly miss what we have to leave behind in VA. We get to visit with extended family (my husband and I both have sisters who still live here, and my 86-year-old mom lives with one of mine); we get to spend lots of time out on our boat; it's like being on a two-month-long date, in a way.
When we're in VA, we divide our time between the families of three of our five sons who live close by. Their growing tribes keep us very busy. We are so incredibly lucky to have so many of our precious grandchildren (13 of 19) living nearby in the place where we spend most of the year.
I mean, look at this beautiful view!
|Oyster Haven's back yard.|