i had lunch today with 2 of my girlfriends who i used to work with at my previous employer, one who recently left and the other who is still there. we hadn't been able to get together as a group for awhile so had alot to catch up on about our respective jobs and mutual friends. both of them know my husband (since he used to work at the same company too), so it was easy to bring him up in conversation without him even being there.
afterwards, one of them really wanted to see breaking dawn, so i agreed to an impromptu movie date to see it for a third time. i called my husband on the way to the theater to inform him of the change in plans, feeling a bit sheepish about spending more time away from him to see the silly movie again.
later, i drove over to my in-laws' house, so by the time i headed home it was dark. the roads in that area are narrow and dim since shoulders and streetlamps are scarce. i hardly ever make the drive from my in-laws' to home by myself, so i thought of my husband the entire time. i remembered our first date, when i drove to his parents' for the first time, telling him how dark and almost scary it was compared to what i had been used to in NJ. then i remembered the one time a few years ago when i had agreed to meet him at his parents' house later on my own and had gotten terribly lost, having to pull over at a shady bar off the main road to call him. the more i thought of my husband, the more i missed him. i realized my frustration at jenny (my GPS) for directing me to weave through several country back roads was more about wanting to get home instead of not having any idea where i was.
but finally, i did make it home, home to hubbie. even though i had been away for much of the day, he had still been with me, always on my mind.
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