In honor of our 15th year of marriage, Jeremy and I spent 4 (!!!) nights together--alone--in the Poconos. Jeremy's parents made this happen by not only giving us timeshare nights, but also staying with our children. It's a bit of a strange feeling being alone, just the two of us. It takes a few hours to unwind and relax, but ultimately I realize that this guy is my friend and my love and we will be just fine together after our kiddos grow up and fly to their own nests. My vows mean more to me now than they did when I said them--if that's possible. I think I mean that I have a better understanding of the gravity of what I promised. I'll be standing beside Jeremy, holding his hand and cheering him on until death separates us.
It was pretty funny though--Aliza called me and said, "Mom, I heard that you are scrapbooking and Daddy is golfing. You are not spending time together and you can do those things at home. That makes me think that you were actually tired of us children and needed a break from us not time together." Little did she know, we desperately needed both.