In three words, Jamaica was: gorgeous. serene. relaxing. And so much more.

It gave me the ability to ‘just be’ - untethered, unplugged, freed from the stress of the next month or two of work that will truly be a test for me. And even almost more importantly, it gave M the ability to do just the same.

Jamaica gave me a lot of time to spend some 1:1 time with my sister Jess and I appreciated that far more than I had imagined. We’ve been so used to seeing each other 40 hours a week, every single day and on weekends prior to our new jobs that we’d lost that ability to tell each other everything ‘in real-time,’ giggle uncontrollably over only a joke the two of us would ‘get’ and sharing a special week together that we never got to in the past (since we’d previously only gone on tropical vacations alone with our partners).

These past few days gave me a heightened level of comfort with M. And what do I mean by that? I feel like now more than ever, I can tell him absolutely everything and anything. I can be completely honest. I can have a bitchy moment or two and he’ll find ways to calm me. He will get annoyed with me (as I will with him) and we’ll be able to laugh it off later once the moment has passed. There is so much more for me to say on this topic, and I will, in a future post. (similar to Sunshine, I am having trouble articulating everything I want to from the this week’s vacation in one post!

Jamaica gave me the ability to let go a little. Free my mind. And, namely, not work out. AT ALL. This is a first for me, and while today, I am trying to push down guilt over how many frosty drinks I consumed this week (hello, Bloody Mary, Purple Rain, Miami Vice, Strawberry Daiquiri, Sangria, wine, champagne, and more champagne!), I feel refreshed and ready to get back to that routine that I cling to so much for balance.

I now, more than ever, see such a long future with M. We had some really special moments this week. A lot of that super annoying loving cuddling, a lot of moments just being. Walks on the beach, naps, reading as we held hands. And one particular moment that happened at the oddest moment. At the airport in Jamaica waiting for our chicken sandwiches at Wendys before our flight (yes, Wendys, the only option we had really!)…we were talking about our vacation, hugging, and looking forward to the next vacations we’d love to spend together…and M uttered, ever so quietly, or maybe somewhere like Hawaii or Greece…for a honeymoon, perhaps. He almost said it as if he were thinking it, not saying it aloud, and then he almost stopped himself, worrying he was scaring me by saying that. But he wasn’t. I just smiled and hugged him a little tighter. Because I too, can see that being a possibility…the idea of remarriage doesn’t scare me as much as it used to. And the only reason is because of him and what we have. Funny what a little love can do, huh?

And three of my most favorite phrases from this week?

“Ya, mon!” <–could mean anything from ‘your welcome’ to ‘sure’ to ‘yes!’ to however you want to interpret it. I just love it for some reason.

“In Jamaica, we don’t have problems, just situations.” <–if that could be applied to every aspect of life, that would be amazing. Isn’t that a great saying?

“wicked bumper” <–a woman with a nice ass. That just makes me laugh. Especially when said with a Boston accent ‘wickid bumpa!”

I’d love to post more pics of us, but I am still really trying to keep some semblance of anonymity. Lots on Facebook though – email me if you’d like to be Facebook friends, if we aren’t already (as long as you keep this separate from Facebook, I’m all cool with Facebook friending!)