I was at the beach on Easter and I was reminded of my going to the shore in New Jersey as a kid. My family would rent a place for the summer in Belmar. We stayed at an old, large house that was frequented by Armenian families. My grandmother knew everyone there. Many of the older people being from her village in Turkey.
Our family stayed in one large room with a bathroom shared by another family on the other side. We all ate in the same dining room at our designated table. We even had our own designated refrigerator. We did this every summer for years. Same house, same people.
As you got older, you realized that less and less of the older people were there as well as the older kids that had other interests. After Labor Day everyone went home and the following week end if you returned, you were practically alone. It was a very deserted type feeling. You felt like next summer would never come.
It was the same feeling I had at Barefoot Beach in Bonita Springs the week after Easter. The snow birds and the tourists were gone. Even though there were many people on the beach, there seemed to be an emptiness.
I know that in 6 months or less most of these same people will return, but once again it reminded me that you can't take anything for granted and to make the most out of every day.
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