February 28, 2026
We have always treated vacations as more than a break from ordinary life. For our family, travel is one of the ways we learn, reconnect, reset, and remember what matters.
We do a lot of beach vacations. We love the ocean, the slower mornings, the long dinners, the way a child can spend hours in the sand without needing much else. But more than that, we want to show Greyson the world. We want him to see that life is bigger than our routines, our neighborhood, our school calendar, and the familiar places we move through every day.
Over time, I have come to believe that family vacations are not frivolous. They are formative.
There is real research around what shared experiences do for children and families. Family travel gives children novelty, wonder, problem-solving, flexibility, and exposure to new places, people, foods, cultures, landscapes, and rhythms. It creates the kind of memories that become part of a child's emotional foundation. Even when a child does not remember every detail of a trip, their body and mind are still taking in the experience of being together, exploring, adapting, and feeling safe in unfamiliar places.
I have seen that in Greyson. I have watched him stand at the edge of the ocean and try to make sense of how big it is. I have heard him ask questions about where we are, how far we traveled, why the water looks different, what language someone is speaking, or why the sun seems to set differently over the beach. Those moments matter to me. They are not just cute vacation memories. They are small openings into curiosity, humility, and wonder.
Travel gives him practice in being flexible in a way everyday life at home does not always require. At home, our routines are calm and predictable. He knows where his snacks are, what bedtime looks like, and how our days usually flow. But travel gently interrupts all of that.
Flights get delayed. Hotel rooms are not ready when everyone is tired. The restaurant does not have the food he usually likes. The car ride takes longer than expected, and suddenly we are asking him to wait, adjust, try again, and make the best of something unfamiliar.
I have watched him stand in an airport line with his little backpack on, disappointed that we were not getting on the plane yet, and slowly learn that being frustrated does not mean the day is ruined. I have watched him try a bite of something new because that was what was available. I have watched him ask questions in a new place, hold our hands a little tighter, and then slowly open up as he realizes, 'I can do this.'
For an only child, especially, I think this matters. His home life is peaceful and intentionally small, and I love that for him. But the world is not small. I want him to know how to enter it with confidence, curiosity, patience, and kindness.
Vacations are also good for us as a family. Something happens when we step outside the normal pace of life. We are not rushing to school, work, appointments, errands, dinner, bath, and bedtime. We are together in a different way. We talk more. We laugh more. We notice each other more.
And I think that matters for a marriage, too. My husband and I need time away from the normal noise of life. We need space where we are not only managing a household, making decisions, answering emails, or passing each other in the busyness of the day. On vacation, we remember that we are not just parents. We are husband and wife. We are friends. We are two people who still need to dream together, laugh together, and enjoy the life we are building.
That does not mean every trip is perfect. Family vacations still involve meltdowns, sunscreen battles, overtired dinners, and moments where someone is absolutely not acting like the peaceful beach family I imagined. But even then, something is happening. We are learning how to be together outside of our normal comforts. We are building stories. We are creating a family culture.
There is also a faith piece to this for me. When we travel, especially near the ocean, I feel reminded of how big God is and how small we are — in the best possible way. I want Greyson to grow up seeing creation with his own eyes. I want him to look at the water, the sky, the mountains, the animals, the people, and understand that the world is not random or ordinary. It is full of evidence of a creative and generous God.
Vacations give us space to slow down enough to notice that. They remind me that faith is not only formed in church pews or bedtime prayers. Sometimes it is formed while watching your child stare at the ocean and whisper that God made it. Sometimes it is formed in gratitude over a meal in a new place. Sometimes it is formed in the quiet realization that we do not need more stuff nearly as much as we need more presence.
For us, vacations are sacred because they help us become the kind of family we want to be. Curious. Connected. Grateful. Flexible. Present. Aware of God's creation. Open to the world. Rooted in each other. We are not trying to escape our life when we travel. We are trying to deepen it.
One thing we have been learning — and honestly, one of the most joy-filled parts of our travel life — is what happens when you bring people you love along for the trip. Traveling with close friends or extended family adds a whole new layer to the experience. The shared meals, the inside jokes that form on the road, the way children bond when they are out of their normal environments together, the way adults reconnect when the setting changes. It is something I want to write about more intentionally. I am working on a post all about how we approach traveling with friends and family; what makes it work, what to watch out for, and why we think it is worth the extra coordination. Stay tuned.
"This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it."
— Psalm 118:24
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