Keeping the Beachlife Alive

My dream vacation has come to an end. After 8 days of travels and beach bumming we are home. I’m happily snuggling with my puppies and listening to my son in the next room, enjoying being back. Yet at the same time, I sit here with this ridiculous feeling of lonliness while my husband, my rock, my knight in shining armor, the love of my life had to go back to work because he had to return today. (I have 6 more days off)

Let’s take a step back. On our drive back, less than 30 miles away from home I started to cry, AGAIN. My love pulled off the interstate, grabbed my hand and asked what was wrong. I told him I wanted to go back to the beach where I felt like I was his princess again. Forgetting I was sick, forgetting about all this extra weight I’ve put on, forgetting how we work such different hours and spend half as much time together as we used to. I went on to say that our entire time on the beach, he looked at me like he did in the beginning of our relationship …his sparkling eyes with the look of “I want you”, he didn’t rush when he spoke using his calm sexy voice, and happiness was practically oozing from his pores. But the closer we got to home, the more I fretted “returning to normal”. It was there, on the side of the road that gently turned my face towards him, kissed me and assured me I’ve never stopped being his princess. He told me that I’m beautiful and can’t help age or illness. He said we will do better about taking time to ourselves and he will work hard to not let me forget that I will always be his princess.

I find myself wishing he was here with me right now, with our puppies and our son, only with the beach outside and the sound of waves crashing into the pier. It makes me remember the surfers and their lifestyle that shows they believe that relieving stress and having fun are equaly important as your work and life responsibilities.

I vow to myself and to my love, that I will not forget to have fun. I will remember for myself and remind him that all parts of our lives, the fun and the work. are equally important. I promise to enjoy and appreciate to the fullest extent – every moment, every sunrise, every conversation, every smile, every kiss, every breath.

We owe it to ourselves to live our life to its fullest. No matter if we are ill, put on weight, lose to much weight, lose our hair, lose our job, have family drama, whatever issues we encounter…we still all deserve to enjoy our life and all that is in it. We deserve to be happy. We deserve a life that isn’t constantly stressing us out to the max. The big lesson I learned taking this break, is how much I forgot to love and appreciate. Not because I took it for granted, but because when you are constantly stressed, your mind forgets how to rest and recharge so the BS slowly takes over your mind. Don’t forget to take moments for yourself, whether big or small. Whatever it takes to RELAX a little, everyone wants, deserves and needs a break, a recharge of some kind. Don’t delay taking a vacation because it’s not a good time. Find a way to give yourself that break, even if it is only for a weekend. There are inexpensive options out there, you just need to take the time to look. Most importantly, between vacations, don’t forget to regularly treat yourself, treat your family, giving yourself little moments of stress relief. A frequent bubble bath. A favorite desert after supper. A splurge for a Grande coffee. A movie outing. A walk in the park. More frequent nooky with your spouse. WHATEVER can help you enjoy your days, your life, a little more… do it! I want to. I realize I need to. I’m committed to. You should to.

Published by Dazedmother

I'm a middle aged working woman. I have raised four boys of which my baby is 17. Motherhood began at age 17 for me. For 30 years every choice I've made was as a mother. This past year, two of my sons have decided life is better without me. I'm a mom, a grandma, a wife that was divorced and now remarried. Here I am, still trying to figure out this thing called life.

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