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Why Adventure Travel With Adult Kids Keeps Me Feeling Alive, and What That Travel Has Given Me

Five people in penguin costumes ski on a snowy mountain. They wear helmets and goggles, with a scenic snow-capped mountain backdrop.

There is something about being on a ski mountain that makes me feel deeply alive. But even more than that, it’s what it represents for our family.


Six straight days of skiing together a few weeks ago was exhausting and humbling at times, but also incredibly meaningful. At this stage of life, when your kids are grown and living full, independent lives, getting everyone in the same place at the same time is not easy. The planning alone feels like a small miracle.


That’s part of what makes these adventures matter so much.


In this season, travel with my adult kids has become its own kind of adventure, less about logistics or perfection, and more about showing up together and letting shared moments unfold. Research consistently shows that shared experiences, more than things, are what strengthen relationships and create lasting bonds. I feel that deeply in this time of empty nesting. This is one of the ways we still connect naturally, without forcing it.


And sometimes, connection looks serious. Other times, it looks like five adults in penguin costumes.


One of my kids wanted to wear a costume, something he’s done before when we were skiing a couple of years ago. This time, I suggested we all do it. We surprised my husband and the rest of the kids with five matching penguin suits. Not everyone was equally enthusiastic at first, but everyone eventually leaned in. And it ended up being one of those moments we’ll talk about forever.


It was silly. Light. Unexpected. And honestly, perfect.


Adventure doesn’t always have to be big or extreme. Sometimes it’s choosing play. Choosing presence. Choosing to say yes to moments that don’t make logical sense but make emotional sense.


I’m incredibly grateful for this season. For having the time, the health, the means, and the ability to do this together. Adventure like this reminds me why my husband and I prioritize experiences so intentionally.


This is the good stuff. And I don’t take it lightly.

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