Some would say that I am lucky to have a career that allows me to travel. I certainly would not argue- driving the autobahn in Germany and touring cathedrals in Switzerland were amazing opportunities and working in China was hands down the most unique experience I have had on many levels, both personal and career-wise. However, none of this compares to stepping off of the plane to the sight of my sweet husband waiting for me, eyes anxiously searching the crowd of arriving passengers with a look of anticipation that still makes me tear up. My coat tucked under his arm, my gloves in his hand. Protective. He didn't want me to be cold. Yes, I am so lucky.
The weather changed while I was away. So much changed while I was away. The leaves- the color snapped into place in what felt like a blink and a quick breath. I missed winter's arrival- the first snow. It felt unfair that the leaves didn't wait, that the snow forgot I wasn't at home and fell anyway. Tucked carefully into the jeep, bundled up on the drive home I sensed the same longing from him, without words. So much had changed. He wanted the moments I opened my eyes wide, covered my ears, explored, laughed, scrunched my nose, awkwardly wielded chopsticks, and hid away from the rawness and the newness tucked into bed eating oreos and drinking wine from a teacup. So much changed while I was away- I could tell that he felt the same unfairness that the world didn't wait, that the world forgot that we weren't together and life happened anyway. I am so lucky...........so lucky to find someone who also wants the snow, the leaves, the wine and oreos.... together.
I am so lucky.
Laura
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