Vacation at the beach
When reflecting on a significant tradition in my life, I feel sand surrounding my feet and sun rays tanning my body. I hear waves crashing into the shore. I see seagulls flying above, looking for their next prey, dolphins jumping out of the water, and ocean water as far as the eye can see. My most significant tradition is my family vacation to Myrtle Beach with my father, stepmother, stepsister, and sister. My mother and father divorced five years ago. I took the news very hard. I was very hurt and refused to speak to my father for a very long time. My father, three years later, decided to get remarried. I at the time was not ready for a stepmother and most certainly not a stepsister. I never considered them to be a part of my family. My father and stepmother planned a family vacation to Myrtle Beach in the summer of 2003 in an attempt to reunite our family. I was very reluctant to go, so I took my boyfriend along, trying to escape any family "togetherness" time. No one else in my family took a friend along so it was if I was paying more attention to Taylor the whole trip rather than my family. At the end of the trip my feelings were still the same toward my new family. For the upcoming year of 2004 my sister was planning on bri
I had graduated from high school, moved out on my own, and really had started to realize how important family is to me. When the time rolls around for our next family vacation I was feeling mixed feelings toward the trip. This was a real turning point for me. Every morning I would look forward to planning the day's events over dad's famous blueberry pancakes. I put all of my trust into my stepsister and just held her hand the whole way. I felt the feeling of reluctance once again. We all thought he would be upset with us but to our surprise he was just happy that we all had a chance to spend quality time together. From the moment we stepped into the car we were all just being goofy, laughing at each other, and just having a wonderful time. It was as though we had similar personalities and we complemented each other very well. I knew that when we arrived to the beach this year, I needed to spend as much time getting to know Brenda, my stepmother and Mindy, my stepsister as possible. It seemed strange going somewhere with my stepmother and stepsister without my father being around. We spent the whole trip by each others side. I will forever affiliate the sounds of the ocean and seagulls, the smell of saltwater and sun tanning oil with a real turning point in my life.
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