eyes wide open

  the other day, tim and i were driving down a two lane country road. the car in front of us was driving much too slow for the likes of him and he was growing impatient waiting for the opportunity to pass. when the road finally opened up, he looked over at me with a grin and asked;   “are you ready?” “yep”, i replied. “okay…here we go” and off we went…full on.   and i didn’t close my eyes, or brace for the worse. i didn’t caution him to be careful. i just smiled and leaned right into the moment….it was exhilarating.  and in that instant, i realized it was the perfect metaphor for my life with him. in the few short years we have been together he has always been the one to ask; “are you ready? (because here we go and i want you to go with me and i want you to be brave and i want you to trust me, yourself and this moment)” that trust road… it has been a hard road to travel down…a road fraught with double solid lines and blind curves and windshield wipers that didn’t always work. while i've traveled far, i know it continues to be a road i still travel, ever grateful for its ability to teach me. i reach across and squeeze tim’s hand. “let’s do this thing”

 

the other day, tim and i were driving down a two lane country road. the car in front of us was driving much too slow for the likes of him and he was growing impatient waiting for the opportunity to pass.

when the road finally opened up, he looked over at me with a grin and asked;

 

“are you ready?”

“yep”, i replied.

“okay…here we go”

and off we went…full on.

 

and i didn’t close my eyes,

or brace for the worse.

i didn’t caution him to be careful.

i just smiled and leaned right into the moment….it was exhilarating. 

and in that instant, i realized it was the perfect metaphor for my life with him. in the few short years we have been together he has always been the one to ask;

“are you ready? (because here we go and i want you to go with me and i want you to be brave and i want you to trust me, yourself and this moment)”

that trust road…

it has been a hard road to travel down…a road fraught with double solid lines and blind curves and windshield wipers that didn’t always work. while i've traveled far, i know it continues to be a road i still travel, ever grateful for its ability to teach me.

i reach across and squeeze tim’s hand.

“let’s do this thing”