I'd go out on the ocean
There will be no mother-in-law jokes in my home! I am blessed with two wonderful mothers: mine, who lives in my hometown, and my husband’s mother, whose home is now distant. My mother-in-law and I talk often because we love each other and because we want to stay connected, thanking God that we live in the age of telephones and e mails.
This New Years my mother-in-law treated her two daughters and me to a seven-day cruise in the Eastern Caribbean and, I mean to tell you, she treated us to first-class all the way.
We lost my father-in-law in August 2007, and it was from his insurance proceeds (and my mother-in-law's generosity therefrom) that we were able to do this. He was a self-described "Old Salt," a veteran of the US Navy and a lifelong lover of all things having to do with the sea and boats. We knew how pleased he would be that we were able to do this together because of the planning and provision he left for his wife. We connected this trip so much with him that his picture was displayed in our cabin, and we often spoke of how much we appreciated him for this opportunity.
I cannot tell you how much I needed this getway and how much I recommend cruising to anyone who wants to travel. It is a luxury lifestyle I have never experienced before. I plan to do it again!
My mother-in-law had arranged for two outside cabins, spacious with an outside wall of glass and an appropriately-furnished balcony for relaxing after a fun day ashore or for breakfast when we wanted to eat in privacy or for just sipping wine at night while the ship quietly slipped through the ocean. Every afternoon we would return to our cabin to find it freshly-straightened with a little towel animal creation sitting on the bed. At night there were chocolates on our pillows. Our every request was granted and many times little whims were taken care of without our asking.
We visited Grand Turk in the Bahamas, spending the afternoon shopping, but eschewing the gorgeous beach for more rest on our home-away-from home. As we neared the ship, we discovered on the pier a treat that greeted us upon each return from port: Rolled, iced, wet towels to soothe our shopping-tired faces, accompanied by our choice of cold lemonade or water. It seemed that this staff lived to serve our every desire, and they did it elegantly.
San Juan was quaint, and we enjoyed seeing the 16th century forts and sampling the local cuisine. We trekked all over that city on foot, since it seemed the usual trams were not running in observance of Three Kings' Day.
We toured the dungeon of one fort which still had the graffiti from the unfortunate prisoners there--drawings of galleons! San Juan, itself, was beautiful with colors on the buildings and the doors and flowers blooming everywhere and gorgeous blue-black stone streets.
St. Thomas, Virgin Islands was exotic, although we found the much-anticipated shopping disappointing. None of us were in the market for jewels. It seems that diamonds and fine jewelry are the mainstay of this commerce, and there were jewelry stores lining the shopping streets. We ended up with t-shirts as our souvenirs! We were, however, pleased with the conch chowder and the Caribbean-style crabcakes.
Our last day at a port was at Half Moon Cay, Bahamas, a private island. One of my sisters-in-law and I soaked up some rays on that beach, hardly believing our good fortune.
But, now that I have regaled all the delights of the cruise, let me get to the best part of it all:
Being with my family in a way that allowed us to simply enjoy each other. We did not have a care in the world while we were there, able to talk to our hearts' content, and just enjoy one another. One afternoon we spent an hour on the balcony, sipping tea and coloring in color books. The relaxation was awesome. We spent time napping and, if you think that sounds like a waste, I assure you it was not. We were all tired from the world's woes, and the respite of this fantasy trip was just what we needed. And, an added bonus: it was a chick trip. We girls could relate and enjoy in a way that only women traveling together know. It restored me, and being with them lifted me up, readying me for the reality of the New Year.
So, no mother-in-law jokes in my house! To me she is no joking matter!! - C, 2/2/09
PS - In the interests of full disclosure, there was a 24 hour bout of illness for a couple of us! But it went by the wayside and was waaaaay overshadowed by the good!