[Last Sunday] We’re sitting at our table in our tent trailer at Lamb’s Resort Campground on the North Shore of Lake Superior, about 80 miles north of Duluth. We got a great spot, literally twenty feet from the rocky beach, about 50 yards from the water.
We’re washing down the campfire S’mores with some hot chocolate, playing a game called Phase Ten which I’m about to lose again, much to the delight of my wife and daughter. The wind off Lake Superior has just switched to the east, foretelling a change in the weather from the 3rd day in a row of sunny warmth. Rain’s probably coming but this wind means waves which is why my wife wanted to come up here. She needs a little wave therapy for her tinnitus.
My daughter goes outside to roast more marshmallows
so I give my wife’s arm a tug so she’ll slide over for a snuggle.
“We got a lifetime of experiences like this ahead of us”, I say. “And soon, it’ll be just the two of us.”
“Mmmm, yeah,” she purrs. “And maybe there’ll be grandkids at some point.” Always the mom, I smile to myself.
A perfect time for me to lay it on her. “If life had a rewind button, I wouldn’t use it.”
“Mmmm, that’s a really nice thing to say.” She snuggles in closer. I say a little prayer of gratitude to Norm but on Monday, I fess up.
“I knew I’d heard that line recently,” she laughs. “It still worked.”