Just Thinking

I drive 30 minutes to work and 30 minutes home every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. In the mornings I tend to listen to the radio. (Normally oldies - "The Blend" is the name of the radio station. It appeals to my Lionel Richie, Diana Ross, Cat Stevens, Dan Fogleberg loving self.) But I also think a lot. I turn the radio down low enough where I can hear the music, but not the words and I think. I think mostly about Casey and Clay and where we have been and where we will go in the future.

On the way home from work I turn the radio off and think. I love it. I look forward to it. It brings me great joy. It's my quiet-don't-have-to-do-anything-but-drive-and-think-and-(sort of)-pay-attention-to-the-road time. Don't worry, I pay attention to the road, but my peripheral vision is a little off lately. (Or so it seems.) I always think the car beside me is right on top of me. Like going to run me off the road on top of me. I've never experienced this before, but I do now. (Who knows?)

Anyway, I think a lot. This weekend I spent a lot of time thinking about when Casey and I first met and our journey to where we are now. The one constant has been a lot of love and a whole lot of laughter. Casey is a goofy guy that makes me laugh several times a day. Sometimes a several hundred times a day. We are so comfortable around each other, it's wonderful. I can walk around the house singing (which, by the way, is a little better than a dog howling.) and not worry about him running out of the house pronto. I know he will just laugh. I love knowing that. I can be a big goof ball and he just looks at me like I'm crazy and laughs at me. And I do the same with him. He sings his little heart out on a daily basis and it makes me laugh. (I'm not laughing because he can't sing, because he can, I laugh because he makes up songs that 1. are inappropriate for most audiences and 2. sings them in a funny voice.) I am looking forward to hearing the songs Clay sings - I can only imagine what they will be!

I love where Casey and I have been and I look forward to where we will go as a family. Wherever we are in a couple of years, 10 years from now, or 20 years from now I know it will be great. So long as I have my family beside me I don't care where we go.