A Dream Deferred for Too Long
My husband and I had been married for over ten years. Vacations were always “someday.” Money went toward bills, emergencies, and family obligations. When time appeared, energy was gone. When energy returned, time disappeared again.
Three years ago, I made a quiet decision.
I began saving for a cruise.
Not a weekend getaway. Not a short break. A real, once-in-a-lifetime trip — warm air, open water, days with nothing to fix or manage. For me, it wasn’t about luxury. It was about reclaiming myself.
Every dollar I set aside felt like a promise: I matter too.
When the departure date finally arrived, I felt lighter than I had in years. I imagined mornings on the deck, evenings filled with laughter, and the rare feeling of breathing without urgency.
I thought the hardest part was already behind me.
I was wrong.
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