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11 years ago I lost someone I loved very dearly to Cancer.
He was the father of my children and we were desperately happy and content. It was very hard for me to manage as a single, broke grieving mother of 4 with no job.I had no time to wallow in my own self pity. I had hungry mouths to feed and bills to pay. Finding a job that offered flexibility and was able to pay me enough was difficult so I decided to buy myself a home based travel franchise. I was able to work from home and utilized my experience in event planning and luxury travel and specialized in planning romantic vacations and Destination Weddings for hundreds of couples in love.
I cherished my job. I made people happy. I met couples in their happiest of times and I had a part in helping them plan the trip of a lifetime. Although I personally was still very sad I found their displayed love and affection comforting and wonderful. I Lived through them and helping to fulfil their romantic dreams made me happy.
I never once thought that I could feel that way again. My heart was irreparably broken I thought and I accepted that as my lot. Sure I kissed a few frogs, met some very nice single men but never really felt the fireworks and butterflies that the romance novels speak of. I fully believed I would stay single forever. ….UNTIL NOW!
I totally get it now! The butterflies.The fireworks, sleeping on his side of the bed if he gets up first, watching the clock till he comes home… and so much more! I am hopelessly and ridiculously in love with all the cliches and Disney comparisons you can throw at me.
Most surprisingly my kids are also loving my relationship. Their only complaint is our regular PDA that they compare us to teenagers and often yell at us ..”Too Much Romance!”
This made me ponder that very thought…as I look into the eyes of the man who has changed my entire world and turned me into a ball of mush I can honestly say there is no such thing as Too much Romance.
For however long I get to feel this way I am the luckiest woman alive. Truly my lottery in life! (I actually call him my lottery win) Its amazing. And to top it all – its MUTUAL! …..Even more lucky!
The way we met was a little unconventional. In fact it was the kids that recognized that there was something special between us when we were still friends and pushed for us to date. “We really like him Mum… You should date him.” I always thought he was too nice, too gentle and caring and my big personality and strong will would crush his… Hahaha how wrong could I be! Our relationship is so good I am afraid to pinch myself in case it is all just a dream.
Recently with the blessing of our 6 kids staying home we departed on a romantic journey of our very own. Our personal Romance Concierge experience. We began in Athens,Greece and ended in the city of Love – Venice. Our vacation was like a honeymoon without the wedding (that comes later, give me time!).
Why can’t a vacation for a couple in love feel like a honeymoon? As a Romance Concierge surely it is my job to seek out those places just for you. During this two week escapade we climbed ruins, visited castles, ate amazing food sharing off each others plates and sought out unique experiences everywhere we went. We stayed at the most amazing hotel I have ever stayed in in Venice called the Venart and tasted amazing gelato everywhere we went.Our trip can be personalized just for you. You can travel in our footsteps and experience all the wonderful things we did first hand for your perfect Romantic vacation.
I now think I am in a better position to really understand what you might be looking for when you are booking your Romantic Journey. This could be a honeymoon, a vacation or even a Destination Wedding but the feeling should be the same…and can never be ” Too Much Romance!”
To get full details of this particular Romantic Journey please contact me
Self confessed travel addict not looking for a cure, just the next fix! As a writer, College Professor and a Luxury Travel company owner Lorraine Simpson has all manner of access to feed her travel addiction.