Oh my...

posted on: Thursday, 28 August 2014

It feels like ages since I wrote anything here; Portugal represents an opt-out of many things I normally do, like drive or write or think too much. We got back late last night so my house is now resplendent with laundry that won't dry because it's cold and rainy outside. Oh you British weather - why must you be so grey?! I am developing (have developed?) a major preoccupation with the weather, after spending 10 days in the hottest sun. The heat in Portugal is dry and arid and smells like liquorice. In Florida it was humid and heavy and smelled like blossom. Still working out which I prefer, but any heat at all is a luxury. Sun baked...

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We had a lovely time (again); a complete go-slow of family time. Holidays are the purest form of family for us. The four of us slip into it and spend our time chatting about shared memories and stuff we have done and things we want to do. I realise afresh that so much of what I dreamt about in my formative years is happening right NOW. I have arrived. It's so strange to reach that point! Lovely but strange. Dreams always seem to be dreams because they are in the future. Does that make any sense?!

Holidays make us all remember that we like each other still, after all. We listen to music and mooch and share funny stories and it's all so good that actually, at times, it makes my heart ache. We have been away to the same place so many times and to return is the most comfortable feeling of surety. It is what makes us...us.

I have been thinking a lot about choices and family and how you end up with what you end up with. My sister in law lives in Dubai and now my other sister in law is moving there too with her husband and their small children. This is all good for them; it's the right choice and of course we will visit like we have before. It has made me reflect on the choices we made when our children were younger, how we stayed put for the greater good and because, in short, I was not brave enough to leave. I have reconciled that now and see that our family life is so established and so strong, we choose to invest in it here. But at the same time, I suspect we left adventure at the door. We had an inkling but we didn't know for sure.

Isn't that what family life is so often about? Sometimes I hear friends lament the loss of freedom they experience when they have kids, or I myself write here of feeling frustrated or bored. Adventure (especially in the form of travel) doesn't heavily feature. However, we did make that choice and I think this summer we have realised that our time is coming again. Our children are absolutely the right age for adventure and travel, albeit in short bursts of holidays away. So that is the new plan. Travelling with them as often as we can.

Where to go?!



2 comments:

  1. Thank you for giving me hours of enjoyment! Your blogs are interesting, beautiful and exciting.
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  2. Welcome home! I feel like I've been away from my blog for so long that I'm not sure where to start. Maybe if I could get over this nasty cold... Anyway, one day the fog will clear and I'll post again. In the meantime, I'm getting caught up with others. Portugal sounds so lovely - I really do want to go one day. It's on our short list for our next European vacation - probably two years away, but it's never too early to start dreaming about it, right? I'm so happy to say that our kids get easier and easier to travel with....every trip is more fun. My son had to write a list of things about himself for his new teacher, and #2 was "I love to travel" - it made me happy to see. I hope he's up for more adventures in the future. Sorry you came home to cold and grey, but hopefully it makes you appreciate the time you had in the sun even more.

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