Three years running now. I’ve hopped in the car and joined the Glackin Family summer vacation. I wasn’t exactly family before, but they made me feel like it. And this time it was just sweeter. Better. Because I am now.
The first year we shared the same name.
The first year I was introduced as “Wife” and “Daughter-in-Law.”
The first year I didn’t have to sleep on the pull-out couch.
It was especially special because C and I aren’t sure when our next family vacation will be. We’re headed into a great big new adventure that is equal parts exciting and scary. So we soaked it in this time. We pulled up chairs to our favorite oceanside table, ordered margaritas and shrimp, and breathed it in. I told him the best way to remember the moments you love are to say out loud all of the senses.
Then eventually we headed home, always too soon of course. But this time he didn’t have to drop me off at a different house than his, so it made the drive back easier. Sweeter than before. Better.