Reunited

When the Mr and I started talking about what we wanted to do for our 10th wedding anniversary, we kicked around several ideas.

First, we talked about Australia.  A coworker of mine lived there for several years and talked about how wonderful it would be.  We also talked about going to Japan.  Both of those were bypassed because of the cost of plan tickets.

We were going to go to a resort, but that brought about the question of which one on which island.

It was really the desire to see different things that led us to choose the cruise option.  For a set price, meals and lodging were covered. We would also get the opportunity to see several places to which we had never been.  Most importantly, we had the opportunity to be.

Be away.

Be together.

Be lazy.

Be disconnected from our regular lives.

Be connected to one another.

Reunited.

We spent a great deal of time just talking.  With an awesome upgrade to the balcony (thanks again for the push Tom), we had the opportunity to watch the sun rise. the sun set, the shorelines appear on port days, and disappear as we left ports in the evening.

We watched shows, had a few drinks, lots of laughs, lots of fun together. We perused stores while in port, walked the decks when not, and really spent our time falling in love all over again.

We ate dinner at a "romantic table for two for the honeymooners" (per our hostess). When we informed her we were actually celebrating our 10th anniversary, she was shocked.  She told us that with our heads together and the attention we paid to one another, she automatically assumed we were newlyweds.

Mission Accomplished.

Reunited.

And it feels so good.