Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Tybee Island

Tybee Island was not our destination. Twelve years ago we headed south for Disney World. Savannah was our rest stop, Tybee Island just a day trip for an event at the science center. But then we saw the lighthouse and we found the beach. That beautiful, perfectly deserted beach and we never did make it to the exhibit.

Nine consecutive trips later, this detour has become our home away from home. My family spends three weeks every summer on this tiny, two-mile island. We unplug, read books, play cards, cook so much food, walk the beaches and take a break from the rush and pressures of home. It's a time to regroup and recharge for the challenges of the year ahead. We now have so many friends here who have made us feel welcome and given Southern hospitality a greater meaning. This year dear-friends-turned-family traveled all the way from Minnesota to spend a few days of awesome conversation, eating and enjoying each others company.

Sometimes you find something you didn't know you were looking for. This wasn't the plan. But it's perfect. Oh so perfect. And you slowly discover this is where you were meant to be. It is the best place to be. And your plans don't matter anymore. Perhaps someday you'll arrive at your original destination. And maybe it's a detour but a detour is still part of the journey. This, this is now.

3 comments:

  1. I love that your family stumbled upon this and now revisits every year. We visited Tybee Island a couple of years ago so I can totally understand your love affair with this place
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  2. Love it! My family has an obscure, little island that feels like home, too. My grandpa's been going since he was a kid. Next time I'm in America, I'm going to have to make it back. Being overseas has made me miss a lot of summers....

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  3. So special! Great words and gorgeous photos!

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