One of the many reasons I love my husband, is that we are both constantly questioning our own status quo. We march to the beat of our own drum, and pretty much live our lives on our own terms. From trying veganism, to exploring our religious beliefs, to trying city life for two years, we are constantly changing things up.
We never like to accept that what we do to keep our lives and marriage interesting is "enough". We love to learn something new and embrace adding it into our lives. While we are creatures of habit (nothing pleases me more than a nice dinner at home and a movie on the couch after), we realize that life's journey is long, and can be made to feel even longer when you have a companion if you don't keep it interesting.
When we decided to go camping, we knew we would either love it or hate it. This summer, we have both vowed to try new things. Camping, parasailing, and other activities that get us up and out on the weekends are the priority. There's only so many happy hours, drinks and appetizers you can have until it begins to feel repetitive and well, old.
My dad is a big fan of camping, and I knew he would be game to help us get acquainted with a new potential "hobby". So, we set a date and started planning.
Doug and I found camping to be wonderful. We were totally unplugged and disconnected, and were able to have actual conversations without distractions of TV or email looming overhead. We definitely appreciated the little things, and realized how much time we spend worrying about stuff that really doesn't matter. Sometimes your priorities can get out of focus. We just needed a weekend away and totally isolated to realize how little we need to be happy.
Makes that new pair of shoes I thought I wanted seem insignficant.
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