Creating Holiday Magic: A Trip to Montauk Point

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In the summer of 2012, my daughter, Lily, who was fifteen at the time, eagerly requested a trip to Montauk Point. Having spent her life on the opposite side of Long Island, neither of us had ventured to what is often referred to as “The End.” While we had come close during some Girl Scout camping trips, visiting the picturesque lighthouse and museum at the eastern tip of Long Island felt like a necessary experience we had yet to undertake.

We transformed the day into an adventure, stopping for a delightful breakfast and braving unexpected torrential rain before finally arriving as the skies cleared. Our time was spent climbing the lighthouse, exploring the museum, capturing memories with photos, relaxing on the beach, and wandering the scenic surroundings. This visit instantly became special to us, and we promised to return for the holiday lighting that traditionally takes place the weekend after Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving with Family

That Thanksgiving was set to be particularly significant. My eldest daughter, Sarah, was returning home from college for the weekend with her girlfriend, Mia, who would soon become her fiancée. It was the first holiday celebration with our family of six for Mia.

I had meticulously planned the weekend: the older girls would spend the morning with my three-year-old, Emma, while I prepared the Thanksgiving dinner. They would bond over games with Emma, my twelve-year-old son, Jacob, and Lily. We would enjoy a festive dinner with my in-laws, followed by a movie night. The next day was reserved for our Montauk trip, just me and the girls. Saturday would be dedicated to decorating the Christmas tree, reminiscing about ornaments, enjoying holiday music, and sipping cocoa.

The Montauk Trip

Most of the weekend went according to plan, yet our Montauk trip unfolded differently than I had envisioned. The journey to Montauk typically takes about two and a half hours. Given that we aimed to arrive closer to the lighting ceremony, it made the visit feel especially brief. Frequent stops for restrooms and snacks added stress about reaching our destination in time. Upon our arrival, the frigid cold and biting wind were overwhelming. We managed to find a good spot to view the lighting and catch a glimpse of Santa, but we didn’t linger long due to the discomfort. I became disoriented while trying to navigate back to the car in the dark, compounded by Emma’s complaints of being cold and scared.

The drive home was eventful. Emma, who had a cold and some sensory sensitivities, insisted that only I could wipe her nose. Every few seconds, I heard from the backseat, “You g’ wipe my nose?” While trying to explain that I needed to focus on driving, Emma suggested an unconventional solution: “You g’ wipe my nose. We g’ walk fast home. Then I be happy.” The laughter in the car was incessant, and after about an hour of this, she finally relented and let one of the older girls help her. From that point onward, it became a game of tossing used tissues to the front seat, which made for a rather chaotic and uneventful drive home for me.

Reflections on the Weekend

Once the weekend concluded, I spoke with Sarah over the phone to ask if she and Mia had enjoyed their time with us. She responded enthusiastically that they had a fantastic experience. Curious about Mia’s perspective, I inquired about her favorite part of the holiday. To my surprise, it wasn’t the carefully curated Thanksgiving meal, the movie night watching “Breaking Dawn,” or even the tree decorating. Instead, Mia cited our visit to Montauk as her highlight.

“Really?” I asked, baffled. “The long drive, the brief time there, the freezing cold, and Emma’s meltdowns?”

“It was magical,” Sarah responded. She described the joy of singing our favorite Christmas songs during the drive, the stunning moonlit night at the rocks by the lighthouse, and the perfect timing of our arrival just as the lighthouse lit up. Emma’s antics, it turns out, provided a humorous touch to the evening.

Lessons Learned

As mothers, we often feel the responsibility to create holiday magic for our families. However, my experience at Montauk revealed that true magic arises naturally within the hearts and minds of our children and their loved ones. Our role is simply to invest time and remain open to those spontaneous moments.

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In summary, a seemingly hectic weekend can be filled with unexpected joy and memories. Embrace the chaos and cherish the moments that matter most.