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Vacation

Day 4063


This is not my favorite vacation but one that was so different from others.
My family did not go on many vacations because my father was a doctor and did not want to leave his patients without their doctor. Our previous vacation to Canada was about 15-18 years earlier. It had a train ride that was fun. It also had my aunt and brother go with us.
But this vacation was like an answer to my mother's prayers who wanted to get out of town and have fun. We stayed in Texas and went to a nice coastal town of Port La Vaca. We cleaned the house and made all of the arangements. The motel we stayed in had rooms that were nice. And the best part was a big swimming pool.
Now as a fair skinned red-head, I should not have stayed in the pool for as long as I did. The one time I came out, I asked mother to put some Noxzema on my skin because I was starting to burn. Oh I still feel the heat even now.
My father and younger brother were in one room and my mother and I was in another room. Dinner was fine and we watched about an hour of TV before we all decided that the day was long enough and it was time to go to bed.
I think I fell asleep quickly. My mother wanted to read for about 30 minutes and then go to sleep. But suddenly, I heard my mother shout, "Marilyn, wake up!"
I opened my eyes and saw a woman bending over me to look at me. I closed my eyes and then opened them again but our room's door was open and my mother was panting. "She's gone now." I looked around and then at my mother. "Go back to sleep." I did but not without wondering who my mother saw.
The next morning we all had breakfast together. I began to tell my brother and father what happened when my father interrupted me.
"You know William may have been sleep walking last night." He paused to look at my brother.
"He got up and walked to the wall of our room saying, "I hear mother. She needs me!" and then stopped and came back to bed." He shook his head and stopped talking.
We all looked at each other and finished our breakfast.
When we got home, we visited our Aunt who nodded her head as we told the story. "I am not surprised. Because that area of the coast was visited or the home of some pirates."
I felt a little shiver go down my back.
Aunt May continued, "And I think you mother has some psychic or special ability to see things we can't. "
My mother did not protest, but sit quietly.
That was enough of a sharing time, but has stayed in my mind for many years. I have heard my mother talk of unusual things she saw. Some were scary and other just so so But this was a vacation that I hope to remember for a long time.