A night alone with hubs last night. A grown up night. A night to stay up late and a morning of sleeping in. A day to miss our boys and contemplate the blessings of a grandmother.
We left yesterday morning and drove the three hours or so to one of our favorite fun cities: Columbus, OH.
May I just say how much I love driving with my husband? There is something so intimate about sitting close beside him and breathing the same air, sharing that little space for an extended time. No need to talk, minds drifting in parallel, taking in the scenery, listening to music…conscious of the other simply as an extension of my being; miles and miles of rows of corn and soybeans lulling me into a state of relaxation that can happen with no other but this one at my side.
This short escape from life filling me with expectation and excitement…feelings so easily forgotten in the grown up world.
Expectation…of visiting some of our favorite places.
Excitement…at the freedom of it all.
Sharing a getaway is one thing that keeps our marriage fresh. We hold hands as we walk up these familiar, yet new again, streets. The touch, too, is familiar, yet somehow new again. Conversation shared becomes deeper, no longer just a means of passing on information; but a searching, an expedition into profound knowing. We laugh, and realize that, yes, we are truly best friends.
These places are special because of the one I share them with. Not because of any physical thing they hold or have to offer.
Let me encourage you to go on an intimate journey with someone you love today.
The North Market, a cacophony of sights, smells, delights.
The Book Loft–32 rooms of scrumptious! Plus the outdoor booksale.
The Gordon Biersch Brewery. A great place to get a lager. And award winning garlic fries!
Enjoying a lager.