…Most of all, there was the time spent. The time spent together in Anguilla.
Long walks on the beach. (below: Kyle and MorFar)
Fun in the sun. (below, probably my favorite 3 photos of the whole trip: MorMor and Meera)
Good times with Sadie, the bambinos’ only precious cousin!
Undivided attention from (and for!) Mama and Papi!
Twin brothers playing under palm trees. Lost in the luxury of a new place.
There is something really extraordinarily good about getting far, far away, together.
There was time for solitude too. But the best kind of solitude— solitude within real close proximity of the people you love best, and the people who love you best.
We were privileged to have had this trip. We appreciated every minute of it. And before we knew it, it was time to go. Our last night in Anguilla we drank our last pina coladas while we watched our last sunset and we did ‘cheers!’ for the last time before we would head home.
The next day we boarded the ferry from Anguilla to St. Martin.
Before heading to the airport we spent just enough time in St. Martin to buy a few little things to remember our trip by. But the truth is, the trip is lodged deep in our memories. No souvenirs needed. People say that big trips like this are “wasted” on young kids; ‘They won’t even remember it!’; ‘They can’t truly appreciate it!’. That is so wrong. It is a privilege, a luxury, and an incredible opportunity for kids to be able to travel like this. It shapes them and lives within them. Their exposure to the world, and their direct experience with it, contributes significantly to their worldview. That is no small thing. It is totally, totally worth it.
Anguilla 2011. A dream come true.
A dream somewhere between the real and the unreal. Like a half-open window of a ferry boat just leaving the dock, with the most jaw-dropping views, hues, breezes, and memories to last a life-time.
Maybe someday we will all go back. That sure would be great. But if we don’t, that’s o.k. too, because we were all in Anguilla on vacation together for a week in March 2011. We’ll always have that gift. Life is fleeting and far too precious to squander.