Spontaneous

Lee came home from work and I could see she was tired. Tired from a busy day dealing with contracts and proposals. Tired from the eighty-minute commute that was a result of just crappy traffic. Tired of yet another day of same ‘ol, same ‘ol.

Ever the non-master chef that I am, I suggested we go out for dinner.

Our first choice was a dud. Although there were clearly four empty tables in the outside seating area, we were told it would be a fifteen-minute wait to be seated. I wasn’t about to try and understand the hostess’s math regarding that situation, so we left and reverted to our standard fallback option of TGI Fridays.

I know Fridays is not glamorous or romantic, but it was a very crisp day and we wanted to sit outside. The great part of it was there was no one else sitting outside once we arrived. We had the entire patio area to ourselves. This meant quiet. It also meant we could just enjoy each other’s company.

I don’t know why, but it felt like forever since Lee and I just sat and talked. No phones, no kids, no distractions; just good, solid conversation. I felt like when we were dating, when everything about Lee kept me fascinated and intrigued.

And that’s the thing, we get so caught up in the routine and day-to-day of our marriages, it’s so easy to forget those tiny things that were so important. For us it was always about enjoying each other’s company, and some of the best memories I have from our dating days are those nights we’d stay up until the early hours of the morning just talking.

Tonight was a spark for sure. A spark I know we need to propel us through our next adventure in the D.R. And I look forward to continued spontaneous moments with the woman who is not only my wife but also my companion in all I do. She’s my best friend with whom I can talk about anything.