Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love,
the things you are, the things you never want to lose.
~ The Wonder YearsCensational Girl is hosting a party about travel souvenirs! I did not want to miss out on the fun.
Pat and I celebrated our 25th Anniversary seven years ago by going on a week long Caribbean Cruise. It was a special gift from our extended family. Ordinarily, we go camping with the children. At that time there were five still at home. This was a luxurious vacation for just the two of us. It was amazing. When we returned I created a small gallery wall in our bedroom for momentos from this wonderful trip.
I remember that we flew to San Juan on Friday and boarded the ship on Sunday morning. I am so used to getting up at 5:15 that I got up that day as usual. What was I thinking? We had a busy day and by 10:00 pm, I was exhausted. Pat decided to explore the ship while I got ready for bed. He hurried back to tell me that I was missing the "Sail Away Party!" There was a band, champagne, dancing, and all kinds of action going on. It looked like everyone on the boat was celebrating. I dragged myself out determined not to miss a thing. I was asleep on my feet. Every party has a pooper and that night it was me. It was after midnight and the party continued in full swing when I gave up and we went to bed. As it turned out, there was a "Sail Away Party" every night, because we went to a different island every night. The picture of Pat and I was taken on the ship one evening before dinner. The pith helmet belongs to my husband, although I wear it to school on "Hat Day."
I did not want to forget a moment of our trip. Each morning in the ships library, I wrote in a journal about what we had done and where we had visited the day before. I tucked in tickets, maps, and menu's. I framed postcards from Old San Juan and the Fort. On the shelf is a starfish and a clay Noah's Ark we purchased in Aruba.
The shadow box holds shells, coins from each of the islands, more postcards, pieces of coral picked up on a beach, our ship id tags, and a bracelet. We went to a butterfly garden on St. Martin and took a sky ride on St. Thomas. The pieces of glass are the color of the waters of the Caribbean.
I included the card that Pat tucked in an anniversary bouquet. I am so fortunate to have celebrated 32 years with him. I remember the love of family that sent Pat and I on this remarkable trip and I am so grateful. Even seven years later - it makes me smile.
Updated: Also linking to Whimsey Wednesdays.