I spent my summers in Grand Haven as a child watching the musical fountain with my mom and as a teen trolling for boys and working on my tan. When I was 16 and 17, my friend Kristen and I spent every Friday cruising the strip. We’d borrow her sister’s cool car and park it alongside the busy street and sit on the hood as if we were the coolest bitches. If we ever took my little 1990 Mercury Topaz, we hid it in a parking lot and went on a hunt for boys and boats.
Grand Haven was always a place I could pick a new identity. It was only 15 minutes away from my home, but the town transformed during the summer months with a sea of new people. I used to dwell on that fact that among my friends, my family was probably the least well off, but no one knew that in Grand Haven. I just wanted to blend in and pretend I lived a lifestyle like the families that vacationed there each year. Luckily now ten years later I can visit without worrying what everyone else has. With age and maturity and feeling financially secure and confident where I’m at in in life has helped me get past the comparison of others, at least to the degree I experienced before.
Ice cream from Temptations, my favorite spot in junior high. Mint chocolate chip for life.
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