We recently purchased a condo in North Myrtle Beach South Carolina. I’d never been there before we flew down to look at the unit and I love the area. This book is set on the Isles of Palms which is 95 miles from North Myrtle Beach so perfect timing for me to read it.
It opens with Lovie (Olivia Rutledge) again at her beloved beach cottage. She is an old lady and in the last stages of cancer. The story is designed like a sandwich with the first and last chapter in the present and the rest of the book mainly about the summer of 74 at the beach. A plus is the sub plot where they study loggerhead turtles and the newly hatched babies. We saw some nesting spots when we were in Florida. These creatures are amazing.
Lovie finds love this summer and she truly finds herself. We all face crossroads in life. Some us face more than others, but I think we all wonder what our life would have been if we had taken the other road.
As I read this story I thought that everyone over maybe 60 should read this book. Choices were made that changed the course of life and in the end, if you believe in soul mates you can believe that these two will meet again.
Maybe it’s where I live, but I seem to be more aware of the life journey than I once was. Here it’s 55 and older, and there have been a lot of changes on our street. One couple downsizing to an apartment, another moving to a local assisted living, another choosing to move across the state to be closer to their daughter and they also chose assisted living. One lady described it to me as turning to a new chapter. This book made me look back and see more clearly the chapters of my own life story.
A recommended read for sure.
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Last Sunday was Fathers day and as I frequently do I pause to be Thankfully grateful for my dad. The picture is of a family dinner My mom and dad are on the left, mom’s leaning around dad. My Grandmother … Continue reading
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I don’t know if it’s age, the time of year, laziness or what, but I don’t seem to have a speck of energy. In fact, the picture on the left looks like I feel. So what to do about it? … Continue reading
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Ho Ho Ho, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. I love this time of year and what a fun way to end a year. Only 10 more days until we see 2019. Today is the first day of winter and we … Continue reading
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Peter’s 70th Birthday Challenge seems a long time ago and unreal in a weird sense. It is hard to remember all the details as highlights surface and become treasured memories but he did it! I left you with the awful … Continue reading
Well he did it! 12 days averaging 80 miles most days in awful weather much of the time, Land’s End to John O’Groats. Approx 910 the route he took. I feel in awe and so proud. I was of course logistics back up in my little Skoda but what I had planned to be a leisurely role was anything but relaxed or stress free. I was constantly aware of the huge effort Peter was making day after day, drawing into the depths of himself but had not considered what it would be like to wave him off each morning and wonder if I would see him again. I am not exaggerating, he looked small and vulnerable alongside some of the huge vehicles thundering past him.
I hope you won’t mind but so much has happened I will write about the trip in instalments. No worry then of missing any crucial bits out. We set off on Saturday 8th September for what seemed then like a long drive to Cornwall, paled into insignificance when I set off for Scotland in 30 mile stints. We stayed in a hotel at Lands End but it was such a rip off, I was embarrassed as so many tourists make a bee line for the place. Despite the surroundings the views of the headland are breathtaking and the hotel staff so friendly and kind. We had a photo taken at the temporary sign as the main sign which is up in the day is “owned” by a photographer who charges a lot of money to take photo. Business is business I know but this is taking advantage. Enough moaning as it did not detract from our efforts.
At 9am Sunday 9th September after a hearty breakfast Peter set off on his marathon ride. I felt very emotional waving him off, apprehensive and proud all at the same time. I admit to a few tears so walked part of the headland before setting off myself. We met up after 40 miles or so at Truro for a lunch break and for Peter to stretch his muscles. I found supermarkets helpful to get supplies and hot drinks. Another lone rider left just after Peter, I passed both of them at different stages, and we met him again lunch time. He was cycling a much shorter distance but appreciated having someone to chat to during a break. We coincidently met up the next day too at Okehampton. En route to Taunton. Sunday we stayed at our first Premier Inn at Liskeard, the routine was repeated 7 other times during the long journey and Premier Inns were an ideal break. Even had bike sleeping with us!!
Monday 10th September we rode (not together!) over parts of Dartmoor to Taunton. The scenery was stunning but once in Devon the hills were testing for Peter. Tuesday 11th we stopped in Bristol at our eldest son’s house for a family reunion as our younger son left yesterday for a new life in Turin with his Italian wife so more emotions again. Adam, the eldest, then cycled with Peter to Monmouth over the Seven Bridge which was great for Peter. 3 counties in 3 days and ending up in my homeland Wales. Next day Wednesday 12th September onwards to Shrewsbury via Ludlow which was when I started to compile a list of places to revisit. Each day my schedule was tight but a routine soon developed. No time for sightseeing! We stayed north of Shrewsbury in our third Premier Inn where there was an interesting welcoming committee. Yes alpacas in the middle of Shropshire!
I’ll finish here for now but more next time. Thank you for your support and encouragement in this venture. It has been a life enhancing experience in many ways.
I wonder if we all have dreams but some of us never realise them for one reason or another, a bit like bucket lists. My husband Peter’s dream is to complete the challenge of cycling the whole length of England and Scotland alone, a challenge known by several names but he calls it LeJog. Land’s End to John O’Groats, an approx 950 mile journey. There are several routes but Peter is in the process of finalising his preferred route, it all comes down to stamina and strength of will to achieve this dream. I will be logistics support in my small Skoda car! An important responsible role but at least I am not on a bike!! I find the idea exciting but challenging and think lots of humour, as well as providing refreshments and a comfortable night’s sleep, to be part of my role. The whole thing depends on an all clear for me in August from the Breast Clinic at my two-yearly check up. Peter also must be sure his health is up to the task too. On 4th September Peter will celebrate his 70th Birthday so this trip will be his personal fulfilment of a dream. Many people undertake the journey but often in groups with lots of support. My husband has always been a loner so why change the habit of many years.
Our recent trip to Cornwall was part of our research into the enterprise. We checked out Land’s End (the start) but from a distance as it was £6 to go into the area around the famous signpost – more of that if we manage the trip. Land’s End seems to be a theme park now but remains the iconic starting point for many such challenges. My role is to book suitable overnight stays, meet up regularly to refresh Peter and be a general factotum. I hope to use the time in between meetings to explore some of the areas we pass through. I am not familiar with Scotland so am looking forward to new places, albeit fleeting visits. I hope to update you all with our plans plus possibly raise money for a charity. What I don’t want to do is put extra pressure on Peter. I anticipate other challenges to be the weather, possible injuries and bike repairs so my little car will be a hub for all eventualities. Communications may be a trial at times but we will overcome as the song says. Now Peter does daily training rides when he finishes work, usually 25 miles plus 80 mile rides most Saturdays and Sundays. Occasionally I persuade him to take a day off to recharge his batteries! We have a family nickname OMIL for him (Old Man in Lycra!) based on a term MAMILS (Middle Aged Men in Lycra). His outfits are quite distinctive but a necessary extra safety measure.
I realise I’ve not shared my dream, at the moment I just want him to succeed. If any of you wish to share your dreams please do so. I anticipate a couple of interesting months ahead! Watch this space!!