Last week the Mothership of Love set sail to Orange Beach Alabama. I had the immense joy of spending a week with my mom, her sisters and one of my sisters. My mom and her sisters make this trip almost every year. I invited myself along this year. Now that I live in Texas, they just came close enough that I couldn't resist. I'm so glad they welcomed me into their getaway. My sister named the group, the Mothership of Love, because, well, they are so loving.
I can't remember having ever been on a trip with people who were so easy to be with. They made zero demands, were always pleasant, and were just a lot of fun to be with at any time. Every morning we had coffee out on the balcony. For hours. There just was no hurry to do anything at all. That's what I call perfect.
They were also inspirational. They didn't let anything get them down. We shared so many laughs during the week. There was no pressure to do anything. Yet, no matter what I wanted to do, someone was always up for it. It was the perfect combination of activity and lolling around. As the sisters made clear at the beginning, lolling was what it was all about.
lolling and love that is.
