Your wife is a lucky woman!
After all we've been through together (and still are), I consider myself the "lucky one"
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She stuck by me through my military service (drafted; served in Nam) when a lot of guys were getting "Dear John" letters and even long periods of separation even before I had my "SEA vacation". And yes, I'm a disabled vet (please, no comments; just trying to show what she has to put up with).
She stuck by me when I spent little time at home due to my traveling for wo*k. Sure, you could say I did it for the "benefit of my family", but I worked with others (both male/female) who's relationships could not stand the pressure, and the travel.
And we still share responsibility for our adult (disabled) "child" - till we're gone.
In our situation, the stats are that 75% (or more) of marriages don't last having a disabled child, with our son's condition. I would like to think in our little world that we are both lucky, and "special"....
Her desire to travel is based (I'm sure) somewhat on the challanges she faces on a day to day basis. It gives her a chance to get away from the day-to-day immediate pressure (even though we do call home daily, regardless of where we are in the world).
We leave for three days in London next week, followed by a Baltic cruise (Denmark, Sweden, Finland, Estonia, Belgium, Russia).
In September, she will go with her "travel buddy" (another women she met last June when we spent the month in Australia, with the same "travel bug") to Canyon Lands/Vegas (no, I don't ask). In November, the two of them are off to a Nile cruise.
Sounds exotic/extravagent? It isn't. Sometimes what you think is "extravagent" is just a coping mechanism for day-to-day reality.
BTW, I'm the lucky one. When she goes to Vegas/Egypt, I get to say home and play with the "puppies" (AKA "my buds")...