Nov. 8-9, I took my parents to Cannon Beach. Amazingly, the entire drive was filled with pouring rain, but when I pulled into the parking of the hotel I reserved, it was gorgeous sunny and pretty. I hold huge guilty feeling for letting my parents in Olympia almost two weeks while I went to D.C. and Boston. So, I decided that this trip is totally to let them relax, and have fun time.
We agree there is no agenda, so everyone is on his own way, eating, playing, walking and wondering whatever and wherever. It becomes the best agreement we had ever!! suddenly they do not have to check me, vice versa. It is a quite nice hotel and we were at second floor with direct view of water. My dad has been dying to swim for a longtime. Pretty much the entire Saturday evening after dawn, he has been in the swimming pool for hours. That is quite unfair for him when he comes to see me. At home, he goes to the ocean swimming every morning for two hours. ye, two hours, I went once, he is a fast swimmer, me, use his word -- "sort of drifting like a piece of wood on top of water, not able to control speed and direction" :( ouch! past a few years, during his routine swimming exericise, he has been saved several persons' lives. I am so proud of my dad!
I felt this is a good get-away for me too from reality. Ever since I made my decision, I began to check in all the information. The most ironic response was back to this long-due document. oh, breath, breath!