Cabin

To me, the meaning of cabin is being able to relax and take in the fresh air and slow down for a second. However, when I went up to my cabin yesterday, that's not what happened. We drove up and there was water gushing out of the front door. We brought the wrong keys so we had tear down the door and when we got inside, the cabin was completely flooded, mild everywhere. 

Needless to say, my weekend of final relaxation since I have been so stressed this year, was just a day of cleaning out my greatgrandmother and greatgrandfather's precious belongings, since it was my greatgrandfather who built the cabin. This made me think about how important the cabin was to me. Unlike almost all other cabins, my cabin had no wifi or tv or anything. But instead of board and annoyed as many would be, it always makes me take a step back and read a book, breathe in the fresh air while I am on the hammock on out patio, swim in the creek which is just a free yard off our patio, or go for a hike around the cabin and find new places. 

When I realized we couldn't stay the night because of the mold, I was very sad. When I got home and went straight to technology, I got even more sad. Technology overruns our life so much, sometimes we can't even enjoy it. I have it in my head that I can only relax when I am at my cabin, but that's not true. I just always go to the technology before anything else. Because the cabin doesn't let me do this, I have that idea in my head.