Exhale After Intermission
It’s been an ongoing game of hi’s and goodbye’s for several weeks now as Capt Awesome takes to the commuting skies. Long quiet days that allow for a little latitude in how messy the house remains after a meal. Vials and bottles litter the counter in the bathroom. Then comes Friday and it’s a dash to run the dishwasher, sweep up the week’s unkempt display of laziness…or shall we say a shift in priorities. Yes, that sounds better.
We came to this situation with high hopes and a sense of resolve despite the urgings from everyone else. The rewards towered high above ringing with promise, sparkling in such a way we couldn’t resist. Yes, it would be hard, but we can do it. We can do anything.
And we have.
But this sucks! BIG TIME.
Yes, to you all. You were right!! I concede. The sparkles could never outweigh the presence, the space between, the energy or the touch.
But something has changed. Time. 48 hours becomes a treasure. No longer a routine, wasted or something to take for granted. We look to fill those hours with purpose and intent. To make up for the time in between when we are apart.
And Fridays…they are a tall glass of water on a hot day. The butterflies before a first date. The smile that can take your breath away. The long exhale after intermission before the next act.
It started off as a seriously gloomy day. The kind that makes you grateful you decided to bring your raincoat on an epic adventure. To make matters slightly more bitter, it was the last day on the Ring Road. The evening would close in Reykjavik with a departure the following day. We needed to soak in as much glory to last us through the next several months. So the rain needed to move on out!
Especially here. A wonder of physics and time. I would swear you could sit here and watch the current drift in and out while time stood still. Your senses mesmerized by the crashing of the waves, the strength of water flinging itself against the rock sending a shock of coolness to the already cool air, the colors shifting from cerulean blue to white to blue again. It was hypnotizing.
Capt. Awesome hit the shutter on this one. Then I let him sit, pondering the whys of the world while I headed out to explore the rest of this incredible place. After he returned, he said something that hit home. That he was minding his own business watching the water break upon the rocks after each sweep of the tide, lost in his thoughts. And then come the tourists, quick to whip out their cameras, take their snapshot and move on without really taking in the scene. Guilty am I of this as well. We view so much of our world behind our camera or phone these days that rarely do we stop to actually experience what is right in front of us.
Then something magical happened, the clouds separated revealing the heavens above. The sun made it’s first appearance of the day. Oh, the colors. A beautiful ending to a beautiful trip.