February 16, 2021
“I’ve passed up so many opportunities in life and we aren’t passing this up!”
I can remember my husband saying this to me on the way home to New Hampshire from Old Orchard Beach. He had a plan, and come hell or highwater we were going to be the new owners of the cottages we frequently visited in the summer and fell in love with. We were going to make his dream of living on the ocean a reality.
He served in the U.S. Coast Guard for six years. That’s when he fell in love with the ocean and decided he wanted to live as close as he could get to it. We spent a lot of time at the cottages in Old Orchard, so when the previous owners were ready to sell, he had a plan and we made it work. He got to live his dream from 20 years before passing on March 4, 2020.
I miss everything… his company, doing things together, he was always putzing about… but I think of him and what he would say or do when I go off alone. The winter is hard, but most of our guests are repeat visitors. They’ve called to check-in and say how much they are looking forward to their visits. They are like extended family, and while this year will be different, I can’t wait to enjoy their company.
Every year, the thing I look forward to most is getting my flowers together and hanging my potted planters. Visitors and passerbys’ comment on how beautiful they are. I guess I have a green thumb. Before opening for the season, I always take a moment to admire their beauty before guests arrive. Even though he might not be with me to say it, I anticipate I’ll hear my husband from wherever he is saying, “Okay Brenda, it’s time, let’s go!”