This weekend our family stepped back in time.
To a place that is still and quiet.
Where electronics seem completely out of place.
And phones simply do not ring.
Where trees tower high into the sky - just begging to be climbed.
Where the water is calm and cool.
And you spend long days talking and playing.
Not arguing or crying.
Where children run free.
And spend their childhood days being children.
Crazy, dirty, mud-covered children who may or
may not have brushed their teeth.
But darling, loving, well-mannered children.
This weekend we stepped back in time.
And part of me really, really wished we could stay.