The husband and I just returned from 7 days in Aruba at an all-inclusive resort. Some shake their heads at me for all-inclusive but to me it means I don’t pick up a damn thing in my room, I don’t worry about money, I don’t pay for anything, I can fall asleep in the middle of my rum punch and don’t care, I can eat all I want without making it or cleaning up dishes. Basically I can shed the mom clothing for a while and just be.
I think we can all learn from any vacation if we really want to. This vacation I would say I learned that I need to start getting better about removing the noise in my life. As we flew further away from our home and closer to a few days of paradise, I could feel my body relax, my stress go away and my brain empty of all the chaos it had been holding. I’ve had a lot of friends use me as a sounding board lately, which I’m cool with but sometimes it can make yourself feel heavy. Work was to a breaking point. The winter blues were becoming suffocating and I felt like the I couldn’t get my brain to stop.
Once we landed there was nothing I could do about any of it. I had to let it all go. Power down. Restart. Whatever you want to call it. I had to find my way back to a better place and that we did.
I was no longer the Mom in yoga pants, the supportive friend, the co-worker, the chef worried about what to make for dinner, the maid worried about the laundry and beds being made, the late person to yoga class, or the one balancing everyone’s schedules. I was just a wife with my husband. I had no worries for 7 days except to make sure I put on more sunscreen. I could feel sexy again, I could eat my meal all at once, I could ignore my phone, I could sleep or not sleep, we could have sex every day, drink more or not, and I could just sit next to my husband and watch the sunset at night with no place else to be.
I emptied the noise from my head.
I emptied the chaos.
I lifted the weights from my shoulders.
I fell more in love with my husband.
I came back feeling more whole.
We do all these things, every year, when we take a trip. Unfortunately life gears back up and the months float by and the noise fills my brain again. Which is actually okay because that means we are living. We are doing the roller coaster ride of life and this is all part of it. I can find myself going back to that place when I need to though. Finding a few minutes of bliss in memories and that makes it all worth it.