My morning commute is LONG. If all goes according to plan, we leave the house promptly(ish) at 6AM. Some mornings Owen gets a daycare drop off and then it is out on to the main road for at least 45 minutes of stop and go traffic, until I finally arrive to school sometime between 7:35-7:45AM and I say all the prayers for a parking spot before hustling it into my classroom to teach at 8AM. Some mornings I am accompanied by the voice of my bestie from Wisconsin who despite me telling her “you don’t have to do this,” chats all the way to school about everything and anything, other days it is listening to NPR to get the headlines and to listen in to a few microcosm stories about life, and then on a rare morning I flip through the radio channels skipping about through the top 40s. This morning was one of those latter ones.
In the warm, fuzzy afterglow of our sixth wedding anniversary, I listened to “Say you won’t let go” by James Arthur at least three times on my radio station line-up and it just felt like exactly where I am in my love for David. So yes I am going to share some of those lyrics here:
I’ll bring you coffee (if you drank it, David!) with a kiss on your head
And I’ll take the kids to school
Wave them goodbye
And I’ll thank my lucky stars for that night
For a minute, I forget that I’m older
I wanna dance with you right now
Oh, and you look as beautiful as ever
And I swear that everyday you’ll get better
You make me feel this way somehow…..
Even when we’re ghosts
‘Cause you were always there for me when I needed you most
My lungs give out
I promise till death we part like in our vows