Today I arrived at our oldest and ultimately the nicest of our beach houses. I remember the time before this blog where the house was new and where a lot of work still needed to be done. My parents were new in the renovation business and therefore they needed a helping hand that I was unwilling to give. I have been unwilling to accompany my parents in any way except travel for longer than I can remember. I have been so desperate to avoid them that I would lie and cheat them every time they had me somewhat cornered. A lie lead to the next and before I knew of it I was learned at experienced. I decided one day that the lies had to stop and my life changed. In an instant I had instant instability and an inability to indulge in describing any activity of mine on this blog which is dedicated to the happiest of times. My relationship with my parents broke completely and we started anew. Six months later I'm sitting here. This is the first time that I've seen our beach house since then. It feels so different but it looks all the same. This time over it has no lies. No facade. This time I enjoy it.
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