Yeah, sure, there are the obvious ones, like the constant expense, the screaming, the responsibility, but every so often, a reason I never really thought about pops up and smacks me in the face.
Talking with a family member, older than me (and I'm 52) and the topic turned to bucket list travel:
THEM: I'm not getting any younger! I want to go to Amsterdam, and Paris! And Italy!
ME: Yeah, those are all nice. We were in Amsterdam several years ago for about five days. So pretty! Paris...kind of meh for us, but we're glad we went. Same with Italy, though the Roman history is really cool.
T: Really, though, I'd loooove to go to Africa. Nothing too out-there, but the pictures I see...I go online all the time, just dreaming about it.
M: Well, MrsCO can set it all up for you. She'd even go with you if you wanted her to. She wants to go to Africa, but I don't. Nothing stopping you but money and time.
T: And the kids.
M: Geez, they're in their 30's, and married, and they live out of state. I think they'll be fine.
T: Well, really, the grandkids. All my vacation time, I go and visit them, or they come and see me. You know, that's what Mom and Dad did for us, every vacation was to see family.
The wife and I, we're going to Ireland in a couple of weeks, and England in November, and we're already planning a Paris/Normandy trip next year, and a big 30th anniversary mega-trip in 2020. No spending our time looking a do-nothing babies, then screaming toddlers, then obnoxious teens for the next 20 years for us.
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