The Long Way Home

Well I stumbled in the darkness
I'm lost and alone
Though I said I'd go before us
And show the way back home
Is there a light up ahead
I can't hold onto very long
Forgive me pretty baby but I always take the long way home

Money's just something you throw
Off the back of a train
Got a handful of lightening
A hat full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
And I love you pretty baby but I always take the long way home

I put food on the table
And roof overhead
But I'd trade it all tomorrow
For The highway instead
Watch your back if I should tell
Your loves the only thing I've ever known
One thing for sure pretty baby I always take the long way home

You know I love you baby
More than the whole wide world
I'm your woman
You know you are my pearl
Let's go out past the party lights
We can finally be alone

Come with me and we can take the long way home
Come with me, together we can take the long way home
Come with me, together we can take the long way home

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so it was about 1:45 and as i was driving from one of my multiple Target trips i put on Norah. i look in the backseat at my darling Boobah who is almost 20 months old and my newbie 11 week old (who concequently is about 16 lbs) and they both look sleepy. norah helps keep them sleepy and since it was close to nap time it was the best choice. i put on track 11...the long way home. and for the first time, in the 1000 + times that ive listened to it, it spoke to me. i dont know why now and never before-but it did. it reminded me of the hundreds of times my husband and i would take the longest way home so we could have just a few more minutes together.

we're coming up on our 15 year anniversary of being 'together'. we met the summer that i graduated high school and he had just completed his first year of college. i fell and fell hard. i loved him from the second i laid eyes on him and haven't stopped. and as i looked in the backseat of my car at our TWO children it throws me back to the days when i used to sit in health sciences class in the overpowering auditorium as a freshman in college and scribble my name over and over, on the back of my 5 subject, with his last name - truly hoping that we'd get married someday. i didnt want children back them but i knew that we'd have them. someday. id always ask him if he thought we'd get married. and he would always say "i hope so, someday".

it amazes me that we are now living SOMEDAY.

we lived with our parents in the summertime and thankfully we only lived about 20 minutes apart. but it was difficult to find any alone time. so we'd go out some nights and just drive. because we had just about no money so there was little else to do. we'd always take the longest way possible home so that we could just be together that much longer. and then after he'd drop me off and go home he'd call me and we'd spend more time together on the phone.

when we were in school, barring any major event, we spent every weekend together - despite the 2 hour drive. he'd come get me and bring me to him or id hop on the bus and enjoy the 4 hour ride. it became easier once i got my own car and could go whenever i wanted. and i did. sometimes not leaving for an entire week and a half. i couldnt bear to part with him. it physically made my chest ache. the best was in the springtime when id get there on fridays there'd be gin and tonics on the front porch of his fraternity. most times we never got my bags out of the car until saturday because we'd just sit and enjoy and were too drunk before we knew it to bother! wed hack, drink, sit in the sun and just enjoy.

i get overwhelmed by the memories sometimes and they make me cry. not in a sad way. but i realize how truly and unbelievably lucky we are to have each other. how much a part of each others lives we are and always have been. i truly dont remember anything before him. bits and pieces of a pretty crappy childhood and a pissy adolescence but other that nothing. it's been so long i dont remember a time before him...and quite honestly...im thankful. he's always been there to ground me and to be my anchor. to be my true love...

im so glad to have our stories...and i look forward to telling them to our two adorable children again and again. and to reminice with my husband and get teary eyed every time that we do.