Camping alone is my new summer love. I never grew up camping and sadly we never took our kids camping while they were growing up. We did send them to camp, but it's not something we did as a family. I stumbled onto my solo experience by accident.
Now that my kids are grown I wanted to start a family reunion tradition in the summer to make sure there are two times a year we can (hopefully) connect. I thought, hey, let's go camping!
As providence would have it, the dates had to be changed in order to accommodate everyone's schedules, and I had a week booked at a great spot that no one could make.
I decided to go by myself.
It was the best thing ev-ah!
This year I purposely booked the same site, for two weeks this time.
Since my spot is only ten minutes from my house, I'm not without company most days, but I do love those quiet mornings, sun on my face, coffee in hand, and waves lapping my toes.[bctt tweet=”Did you enjoy this article? Click here to share on Twitter” username=”LeeStraussBooks”]
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