• As my teens grow up, I feel like time is slipping away, so I booked a family trip to Maine. • I worried they wouldn't have fun like they did when they were younger. • But we came together as a family, allowing for time to slow down.

Driving the narrow street into Northport, Maine, I worried I had made a big mistake.

My family has visited before, always loving the cottages and the quaint village feel. But something about this family trip felt different, specifically the ages of my kids.

The last time we visited, they thought bike rides were freedom, and finding a piece of sea glass was magical. Now, they drive actual cars, and most of their magic is found on a screen.

At 15, 17, and 18, they are racing ahead to find their feet as almost adults. I wasn't sure Northport would hold t

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