Preempted during the pandemic, my sister and her husband’s annual, summer trip from the Pacific to Atlantic Coast. In the making this week, a brief stop in Rhode Island for a couple of days. A longer stay is forthcoming in August when my grandnephew comes along.
My mother and I are looking forward to our exclusive girls’ day out where we intend to fulfill the longstanding, yearly tradition of having lunch at Old Grist Mill Tavern.
Although the menu has changed and there’s no longer a salad bar, the ambiance will foster more joyous memories.
Per usual, we’ll poke around inside the Four Echoes antique center nearby. Because my mother no longer has the stamina to match her willpower, my sister and I will see that she is comfortable while we undertake a whirlwind tour.
The extended forecast for sunny days ahead offers the three of us bright promise for enjoying one another’s company, the true measure of joy in the making.
In my capacity as a writer, I finished drafting Chapter 77 of my Contemporary work in progress. Chapter 78 is now in the making. I foresee two more chapters bounding toward the finish line.
*Regardless of changes wrought by the passage of time, may each of us appreciate life in the making by choosing the joyous path.My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
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