When you have the luxury of something and you decide to let it go, naturally you miss it. Some things more than others, yet I feel great childhood memories always linger and ultimately stay ingrained in us forever.
Being the youngest of four, ideally I got to spend the most time at my Uncle Louis Camp on the beautiful shores of Lake Temiscaming.
Built in the mid-fifties, the shelter was a mere 650 sq.ft. but the shoreline and property were perfect. It was never used very much, that was until I entered my 'tween' years and my parents began using it in the summer; rather than renting two weeks in the Ottawa Valley.
|I remember the day Auntie Andy took this photo. A great weekend and us so very happy.|
Not quite pregnant with the twins... NOR had I discovered need for quality hair care products!
TAKEN: MAY 1991
My last couple of summers in high school, we lived there every weekend.
The rents would pick me up at the rink in North Bay and we would head east across the border into Quebec. (My mother’s brother had a camp next door and my father’s sister was just a wee bit further up the lake.)
I believe it was those amazing summers that helped shape me into who I am today.
We always worked through the day as there was no television, and some Saturday nights there were at least ten of us playing a board game around Auntie's table next door. My mother was as fiercely competitive then, as I am today.
Over those years, my cousins next door evolved into my sisters, and to this day I cherish all of their children, as I have watched them marry and raise their own families.
As an aside, we did offer to buy my dad out in the late 1990's (he was welcome to stay until he died) and he turned us down. Less than two months later, we bought in Muskoka.
Just fifteen minutes from our home, we were blessed to offer our children the same shelter I had been given surrounded by loyal friends. To this day, we still own it but that doesn't stop me from reminiscing.
... About the first summer we had propane lights, the summer we hand drilled the well with a sledgehammer, or the first time I didn't have to jump in the lake because Poppa put an indoor shower in. Oh, and the fact that we conceived our children there.
All, such amazing and truly vibrant, life long memories!