Back to the Real World

Today we packed up and left Jomabo. As relaxing of a weekend as it was it's always nice to come home, isn't it!? To be back in your own space, your own bed and your children's own beds. There is something comforting about the routine that comes from being home and that as soon as we walk through those doors the kids just seem to understand when bed time is again. As nice as a weekend away in the sun and warmth is, it's nice to be back home to the sound of the frogs croaking enjoying the rainfall.
We really did have a great time at the beach. Not the prettiest or the fanciest but you can't beat being the only ones on the entire island! That was truly a first. The kids loved every second of the weekend and were so wired and hyper the entire drive home.
As we were leaving on the boat I was watching the island get smaller and smaller and I noticed that you could barely tell where the sea stopped and the sky began. It looked so pretty and made me feel pretty small as I was looking into what looked like eternity.