Wednesday, May 7, 2014

All Good Things


All good things must come to an end. The old adage continues to ring true in my little world.

Cory and are speeding along in the air. We are leaving the beach, the sunshine, and the amazingly warm ocean. Homeward bound. Goodbye eighty degree evenings, hello snow. Yes… the family warned me. Snow. In May.

What an amazing trip it was though. At the risk of being redundant and sentimental I must state how thankful I am. Cory and I are blessed by all of the things we are able to do, and all of the wonderful places we are able to see, yes, but above that we are so amazingly blessed by how much fun we have together. When we go away and it is just the two of us all day, every day, we just have such fun. We do everything together. And I love that. We laugh and we talk. Yesterday we even had a conversation about what was more important in a marriage – laughing or talking. Good times.

I am going to miss our early morning runs on the beach followed by throwing our sweaty and workout attired selves into the ocean. Yes... we are kind of weird vacationers. We set an alarm to rise early. We watch sunrises and enjoy the stillness before the beach becomes a party. Not to mention we had a fairly strict schedule to keep. I even found myself saying the statement, “we want to have time to lay by the pool before we go lay by the beach.” Yeah, that was awesome.

So tomorrow reality sets in. We are done diving, we are done getting couples massages (amazing experience by the way), we are done snorkeling, kayaking, paddle boating, and lounging. I won’t have a bell boy to cart my luggage and see to my every need (man, I am really into having bellboys). I will make my own bed in the morning. I will cook my own dinner, clean my own house. Life’s everyday duties beckon.

But in the end, a vacation is still just meant to be a trip, a season. It is supposed to come to an end, and rightly so. It wouldn’t be so perfectly amazing if you didn’t have another place to call home. And truly.... it is a wonderful place to call home.


6 comments:

  1. They always end, but it's so good to have the memories to look back on, isn't it?

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    1. Yes you are right. Memories are what it is all about :)

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  2. Looks beautiful! I wish vacations would never end but then again, they wouldn't be called a vacations...glad you had a great time and made some memories!

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    1. It is so true. If we lived on vacation I am sure even that would become monotonous. I certainly did!

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  3. Beautiful pics Jonni. But I am certainly glad you always come home.

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  4. Great pictures Jonni. So glad you had a wonderful vacation. We should get together so you can show me all the pictures and tell me about all of your amazing adventures!

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