Pinch me....It could not possibly be February. I'm looking out the window of the hotel bar here in Punta Cana, to a slighty cloudy, 80 degree day with palm trees and green water.
I don't even want to go through the format I normally use to blog because it will make me too sad. Thinking that I am missing the best Jack and Mallie moments each day that we're gone is making me queasy. But there have been lots of best Tommy moments to distract me.
One thing has become crystal clear to me. I love my life at home. Don't get me wrong. It is wonderful to enjoy fun in the sun in the middle of winter. But it would never tempt me to stay away for longer than 5-6 days. This little trip is going to get me by for a loooooooooong time. Where some people need trips like this sporatically throughout the year, I could never do it. I love my kids and what they do and how they sound and the way they feel. They are my favorite people to spend time with. I can only imagine Jack jumping into this pool at this resort with his water wings on like a little monkey. Or Mallie playing with beach toys on a beach towl under a palm tree with her little diaper sticking out of her two-piece bathing suit. It would have been so much fun....in a different way.
And I love my house and my stuff and my bed and just the thought of feeling my feet on my bedroom carpet while I unpack makes my stomach jump in excitement. It is true that trips like this probably help you to see these things. But it didn't take me long. I am so lucky.
I've also have a new-found respect for what Tommy does. He works really hard and is really smart and good at what he does. He's providing a really, really wonderful life for me and Jack and Mallie. For us to be able to go on a trip like this, on his income, and still live more than comfortably is remarkable.
That's all for now. I think I'll go back to the beach for a while.
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erin, you have such a wonderful way of looking at life. i love you very much!!!
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