Cinnamon Toast + Chatter
I look over at him as he smiles and laughs so hard that his crow’s feet appear and no sound comes out of his mouth. I don’t remember what I said that made him laugh like that, all I know is that I am laughing too. His bronze skin glistening as his hairline perspires in result of the August sun. After surveying the recent building progress that is our home, we drive toward the city where we live out our next few months in our first apartment as a married couple. We have gas station food in one hand and sodas in Styrofoam cups but you’d think we were on our way to glory. I talk about my top 3 girl’s names for our baby one day while he replies with the top 3 boy’s names and finishes very quickly, “but we’re not ready yet, love. We just need some more time.” So I smile and look out the window and suddenly appreciate this quiet time with my husband that one day will be changed. Forever.
One day I will be naming the farm animals with our baby while my husband focuses on traffic. One day I will be up at 2 am lullabying the baby back to sleep instead of making midnight brownies with Daniel because we can’t sleep and have a hankering for sweets. One day our Saturday Netflix binges will no longer exist because we’d rather take our kids to their morning t-ball game, spend a couple hours at the children’s library, all pile on mommy and daddy’s big bed for an afternoon nap, then finish the day with dinner at grandma and grandpa’s farm. It’s beautiful to think about, the ideal future we all ponder. Sometimes I get so caught up in building my future that I forget about building my present. Am I appreciating this little apartment we have on the second floor in the city? We have it easy right now that we’re paying rent rather than a mortgage. Am I enjoying our quiet, uninterrupted mornings of cinnamon toast and chatter? Am I appreciating my partner for who he is today? He is young, creative, spry, and ready for adventure. Am I appreciating him before he changes tomorrow and before he becomes a dad and we change forever?
It really is astounding when you take a step back and look at a moment for what it truly is. Not a potential Instagram post that will be forgotten tomorrow, not a fleeting minute where you’re waiting for the next. Just now. For what it is. As I venture through my discovery of slow living, I have noticed that I am discovering more of myself, as well. I think I like this journey I am on.