the best

**warning, sappy post

 

i've been getting this questions alot lately, 'what was the best part of your trip?'

it's the hardest question to think of a great answer to

I think of us wondering the streets of paris; eating gelato and crepes, discovering the hidden treasures of the city, then my mind wanders to provence where we drove the countryside and enjoying the care-free life.  Exploring the unchartered waters, eating true french food not knowing exactly what it is.   

 Then being in England, one of my favorite places to visit, riding the buses, getting lost in the windy streets, and eating at pret, my favorite place

 but none of those things top the person i was with.  i feel like i fell in love all over again.  not that i ever fell out of love, but i bonded in a different way that's really challenging to explain.  we bonded over tired and tender feet, sharing gelato, planning our day, discovering where we were on the map, and holding hands all the while.  

 traveling with my husband has been the greatest blessing.  we got to rekindle our relationship.  i don't get me wrong, we're completely head over heals for one another at home but it's different being so detached from the world.

 we get to forget about our home responsibilities.  and we get to be selfish just worrying about one another and pleasing our instincts. 

 because our life's are typically so far from this behavior i think it's incredibly healthy for us to run away every so often and enjoy the wonderful people we are.

   i'm so happy definitely 'the best' part of the trip being there with my husband falling in love.

ps. it's his birthday today, happy birthday baby.