and a half year later

The time has flown- what's new? My adorable kids have turned 28, 22, and 17. They are all smarter than I am.
How is that genetically possible? See, a question like that proves it! So they are moving up and on and away and I have started to realize that maybe I am not rooted to the ground the way I once thought. My yearning for The Home Place has diminished and wanderlust keeps coming in waves, like craving wine or chocolate. Giving in to it somewhat I got an Airstream, just a little one, to see if I really like it. And I do.

So Miss Lucy and I are in Maine for the summer and hopefully part of the fall. Miss Seventeen is here as well, in all her teenage glory, teaching little kids how to sail and tending the dock dealing with adults who, with all their insecurities and sense of entitlement, try to browbeat teenagers in an attempt to make themselves feel ___________. You fill in the blank because I can't really understand it. But the world has so many jerks in it that this is good practice for my kid, learning how to deal with jerks all the while retaining her own composure, grace, and good manners.

Ah, civilization, art thou slipping away a little each day?
Or is that just the creeping cynicism that invariably comes with middle age?