The past few days, I have been away, scrapbooking and paper crafting with friends. Every January since 2006, we have been coming to the Myrtle Beach area, and I have to tell you, this is definitely a place I like to call home. Before all my Burghers feel left out, you have to know that I lived here for three years. While it was a short time, it was enough time to make a huge impact on my life, so it will always be a place I call home.
When we landed, I was so excited to step off the plane and smell the sea breeze. There is just something about this air that makes it easier to breathe. As we drove down Business 17 to the place we called home for the weekend (The Resting Place), I felt at peace. There were palmetto trees, ponds with fountains, and Sunday drivers on a Thursday. The first time I stepped on the loose sand, my feet felt planted.
Of course, things have changed since I moved away (three years ago!). Restaurants and shops closed (who asked me?), including my favorite dance hall for boot scootin’. People have changed. Most of my closest friends have moved away, and those that remain are involved in different things than before (but I am so thankful for the six of you I got to see, thank you!). My closest shivered in Pittsburgh with our little girl while our baby boy and I got to enjoy some warmer temps. I have changed. No longer could I stay out ’til the wee hours dancing or stay up late scrapping. And these things are actually welcome.
South Carolina, you will always be part of me, part of my home. One day, I may return to you, but for now I must settle for these brief times away to enjoy you. Thank you for being a welcome place to call home.
…because I know you love them. And I don’t know what more to say about our trip other than thank you so much to the friends and family who made time to visit with us while we were in town. I can’t tell you much Pittsburgh is one home and SC is another. You really miss the people who became your family while your blood was hundreds of miles away. Being able to have those moments back, if only for a week, meant the world. We can’t wait to get a chance to come “home” again soon. xoxo
(Note…any pics of us with others can be found on my FB page if you’re interested…)
Our third day in Myrtle Beach was spent enjoying time with Mr. Burgher’s family, at the pool, and then with an evening trip to get shells on the beach. I hope you enjoy the photos–we sure had fun! (This was Lil Man’s first time at the beach and Lil Girl’s first real time to enjoy the beach. We were greeted by four pelicans flying above us, too.)
Once we finally woke up, Mr. Burgher and I went for our C25K run. Let me tell you, nothing beats a nice shower after an 11 AM run in the heat. The rest of the day was spent in the sun poolside with several friends for a cookout.
‘Lil Man ate his first puff cereal, and he doesn’t seem too happy to have shared with his Sissy.
But he sure could make some silly faces for his Aunt Li Li and Grandma.
I don’t know where he got that.
‘Lil Miss A was quite excited to run to the pool, but not to get in. She ran around and learned her lesson with her first big boo-boo, a scraped knee, chin, and nose.
At the end of the evening, we were all tuckered out, freckled (ok, one of us was), and ready for a good sleep. Some of us got to nap before hand…and I gotta say, I’m a ‘Lil jealous of how comfy he looked.