I just came back from family vacation and it was so special! I cannot describe how monumental it was to me. I sat back and observed as I was the mother in a family who were on their vacation. The whole focus and feel of my holidays has changed and I would say it's changed for the better!
My definition of fun has changed.
There was a time when jb and I would go to the cottage and binge drink and get into regular ol' young people chinanigans and we had a blast...
I loved those trips.
Stay up late, sleep in and then laze on the beach.
Now, it's to bed early, up early, and if e lets me have an hour on the beach (chasing after her, not lazing), then I am one lucky lady.
But to watch her awe.
To take her to G. Bend and have her play with other young kids in the splash pad. To take her to the various parks and perks of B. Field and watch her in pure bliss - well that is more fun than anything I've experienced before.
Regardless of the fact that I slept like shit (seems I'm a bit of a homebody) - I was rejuvinated and motivated to be up and out every day on a new adventure with jb and e.
And the new stories we are writing along the way.
I think of how I get to relive childhood again.
The cycle of life.
What a gorgeous and motivating natural occurence.
And now, to bed. For a good night's sleep in my own bed.
For going away is amazing, but coming home to the comfort of our own house, has also pleased the b family to no end...