Que Sera Sara?

Tawas, Michigan

Posted by smgrady on November 13, 2013 · 1 Comment 

Sometimes the world hands you magic on a silver platter.

While the summer and autumn of adventure have been glorious, exciting and full of love, Bean and I are moving into a new phase of madness.

One where all our plans and ideas are more than pipedreams. Where it is time to choose where to live, how to live, to build our own American Dream. To finally DO IT.

It’s not going to happen all at once, but it is going to require work, effort, plain old grist… and some alone time.

If every weekend we’re popping out to meet friends and in the evenings heading to the movies with cousins (and in-between inventing Mad Scientist costumes for Dad’s family-friendly Halloween extravaganza — true story), I will forever put off the terrifying chaos of Real Life.

Besides, I have a confession: Five months with housemates, even a rotating cast of our most loving families, is a lot for newlyweds.

And as if by magic, my lovely Aunt offered to let us stay in her lake house for a while. She didn’t want to close it for winter but it can’t stay unattended or the pipes will freeze and havoc will wreak across the shore.

So yesterday we relocated to East Tawas: population 2,755.

There is a tiny old movie theatre, a long long stretch of white sandy beach and three pizza joints.

But most importantly, this was my view when I woke up:

If ever there was a retreat to think big thoughts and get up the gumption to write something, this wild solitude may just be my ticket.

And yes, the neighbours are kooks and it will be ungodly cold on the wintery nights… but you know what? That feels just right too.

Here I have found a temporary haven fit for kings. Let’s make the most of it, shall we?