During the time my AH and I were separated, but not divorced yet, his parents hosted a 60th wedding anniversary party for themselves in Lago Di Como, Italy. (If you're not familiar, google it, it's beautiful and George Clooney has a villa there...) Anyway, they paid for all their children, along with spouses and children, to attend. I declined. Much as I would have loved to go, I just didn't want to spend time with him, much less his overbearing parents. He and my kids went and had a lovely time.
I still don't regret missing it. I've learned that no matter how beautiful the place, it's the company that matters. And, two years later, I went on a 16-day trip to Europe with my sister (whose company I enjoy
). While I still haven't made it to Italy, my trip to Spain, Morocco, and France more than made up for it.
L