rain, rain

Call me crazy but I like a good rain while on vacation.  There is nothing quite like it that will thwart your plans and force you to duck into a quaint cafe or stay back at the hotel and order in a pizza.  It has this awesome way of reminding us that we are on vacation and don't need to see or do everything in order to enjoy ourselves.  And, then it has this awesome way of making every living creature appear from out of the ground but that is another story for another day.

One Week

I woke up this morning to the sound of roosters crowing, our trusty fan blowing a refreshing breeze of tropical air into our bedroom, and a parrot outside whistling cat calls to whomever may be close by.

In one week this will all be over.  This great adventure that Jesse and I have been talking about since before we were married will be done and we will be thrust back  into the working ways of American society.

I don't dread that.  In fact I am looking forward to it.  I miss the comfort that a structured, routine life brings.  But, I know that along with that life comes this one very certain reality - I am going to have to share my best friend again.

Don't get me wrong.  I love sharing this man with others.  It is one of my greatest joys!  He is so full of life and enthusiasm that I can't help but smile as I watch the world interact with him.  It continually makes me fall in love with him again.  But, I also can't help but feel a little bit selfish after spending 24/7 with him for the last four months.

So, for these last few precious days that we have together, just the two of us, I am going to cherish the morning cuddles, the lunches together, the hand holding, the looks, the kisses, the conversations, the jokes that only I can laugh at, the dreaming of more adventures together, and the moments of silence.  I love this man and I love this life with him.