What’s one secret to our happy later-in-life marriage? Separate vacations. Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband, Tom, and he loves me. But every few months, we each do a happy dance when heading off on a solo adventure where we don’t have to adapt to each other’s quirks. Rather than causing a rift in our partnership, we’ve found this practice strengthens it. Plus, we plan shared trips to enjoy one another’s company and round out our varied travel schedule.
If you’re married or in a committed relationship and interested in exploring how separate vacations could work for you and your partner, here’s what we’ve learned from our years of taking solo trips.
It’s a Way to Pursue Personal Passions
Let’s say you’re into a pastime that doesn’t interest your spouse. In my case, it’s yoga and meditation. While my husband is thrilled that yoga keeps me fit and meditation sometimes keeps me more even-keeled, he rolls his eyes at the mere mention of joining in. So I head off on solo retreats and practice downward-facing dog poses to my heart’s content. Luckily, he also enjoys taking some adventures independently. Tom flew to Oregon to cheer on his beloved Oregon Ducks and had the time of his life reconnecting with a former classmate he met 50 years earlier. I should mention that he once joined me for a hiking and meditation retreat, and I once joined him for a live Ducks game. Both were interesting anthropological studies with some enjoyable elements, but neither of us cares to take similar shared trips.
It’s Made Us Closer
Our separate vacations have strengthened our bond. When I was invited to participate in an artists’ residency at a glorious Georgia retreat center, my husband stepped up. He helped me prepare for the trip and took care of everything on the home front, including regular visits to my 100-year-old mom.
Similarly, when he wanted to visit one of his musician friends from high school to record music together, I made sure everything ran smoothly at home. Our solo travels aren’t only for pleasure, however. When one of my friends was undergoing painful health treatments, it made more sense for me to visit her on my own. When one of Tom’s dearest friends was in hospice, my husband was able to jump on a last-minute flight to see him. Among the ways we help each other is by driving one another to the airport and offering a sweet send-off.