It’s always fun to dream about where to go on vacation. Maybe somewhere warm and sunny or rustic with mountains. I’ve pinned and researched all sorts of fabulous trips. We could visit Mickey or relax in Mexico.
It plays out perfectly in my head and on my Pinterest board. A happy family, singing in the car, dressed in matching Mount Rushmore T-shirts. Ok scratch the shirts. That’s too cheesy even for my dream.
But in reality it usually turns into a bad scene from a Chevy Chase movie. And then the biggest bubble popper of all…the budget.
We had some ideas of places we wanted to go this summer and it just wasn’t possible. We did end up going to my parents in Colorado at the last minute. It’s not exactly Disney World or Alaska or Glacier National Park, but one night as I was walking around the block chatting with one of my kids I realized something important.
Vacation is less about where we go and more about who we’re with. Wherever we are, when we get a chance to slow down, get away from the norm, and have more time with our family that’s what makes a great vacation.
I’m thankful for the walks we had around the block and hikes through Garden of the Gods. The talks along the highway. All things we don’t have the luxury of in the hustle and bustle of real life.
That can be accomplished at home or wherever your roam. In Alaska or at Disney world or Grandma’s or the local KOA.
It’s about people not place. It’s about experience, not expense. And it’s about time not about tourism. It’s about connecting, not conquering.
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2 comments:
When I was a kid I thought vacation meant visiting relatives. I loved those times, especially since we lived so far from all of our relatives. Time with family was and still is treasured! Glad you could spend time with your family!
You can vacation with us anytime! I don't know how I missed reading this post before:)
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