Now that the dust is starting to settle from the whirlwind of last-minute planning and packing required to get us to London this week, it’s actually starting to hit me that we’re going on VACATION.  Again!  For 2 weeks, and on a trip I’ve fantasized about, on and off, for the past 20 years or so.

I get all dreamy eyed and giggly when I think about this trip.  I’m going to see Big Ben, Tower Bridge and the Palace guards.  I get to visit towns full of thatched-roof cottages, wander through a castle or two, and see my grandmother’s home town.  I can’t wait!

And I feel really lucky.  So lucky.  This trip will be our 5th and 6th weeks of vacation together so far this year.  And every bit of that time has been spent visiting somewhere I really wanted to go, with my most favorite people.

I’m starting to remember that this is going to be fun, that we’re going to be together, and that we get to go visit some of the most beautiful places in the world . . . and as we get prepared, the fact that we leave in a few days is beginning to cause excitement, rather than stress.  This is going to be great.