Vacations have a way of shifting everything in a relationship. The moment I close the door behind me, suitcase in hand, I feel the daily routine start to fall away. Suddenly, it’s not about work emails, bills, or cooking dinner tonight—it’s about being present with each other. That’s where the magic begins.
At home, it’s so easy to slip into the rhythm of being co-managers of life. Schedules, chores, responsibilities—sometimes it feels like everything but us comes first. But on vacation, that changes. Instead of running errands, we’re deciding if we want to walk along the beach or sit down for dessert we don’t really need. Those little shifts remind me how much joy there is in simply being together.
Travel also shows me things about my partner I don’t always see in our day-to-day life. Maybe it’s how calm he stays when we’re running late, or how he somehow figures out directions when I’d be completely lost. Those moments make me pause and appreciate him in a different way. It’s like seeing a new layer of the person I thought I already knew so well.
The Short Rib Story
On our recent vacation, we had been walking past this one restaurant and finally decided to go inside. That decision turned out to be unforgettable. We ordered the short ribs drizzled with red wine gravy, mashed potatoes, and vegetables. They were perfect—I mean pure perfection—tender, rich, and full of flavor.
The next morning, we couldn’t stop talking about them. All day we planned to go back, just to relive that meal together. But when we showed up, the place was closed and would not reopen until the following evening. Sadly, we were leaving in the morning.
We were disappointed, of course, but even that became part of the story of our vacation. We’re still laughing about it. That meal—and missing out on it the second time—ended up being one of the highlights of our trip.
Making Time to Simply Be
Being away gave us space to slow down and enjoy each other in ways we don’t always make time for at home. We sat up late talking without worrying about an alarm clock and just let ourselves be. Those quiet, simple moments felt just as important as a big adventure.
What I love most is how vacations create memories we carry home with us. They become part of our story, little pieces we can pull out when life gets heavy. Whether it’s laughing about those elusive short ribs or remembering the view from a spot we found by accident, these shared experiences hold us closer.
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