On the way to my new rent house (story coming), there are these old railroad tracks. A couple of weeks ago when Josh and I were going to look at the rent house, I kind of choked a little bit because a memory of those train tracks came back so strongly. I hadn’t seen those tracks in at least 25 years.
Leland and I used to work at the nuclear plant nearby. It’s where we met. The back way was on the way to both our homes.
A little bit after we met, we were working long hours. One night we were headed home; he was following me. We had to stop at the train track for a train.
All of a sudden I jumped out of my car, ran back to his car and, as he let his window down, I grabbed his cheeks and laid a big ole’ kiss on him. Then I turned around and ran back to my car just as the train was ending.
He never forgot that. He’d bring it up at the strangest times. One time about 21 years into our marriage, Leland was sitting out on the pool steps, just staring off into space. I went out and crawled behind him and put my arms and legs around him. I asked him what he was thinking so strongly about.
He said, “Do you remember the time at the train tracks when we first met and you ran back and kissed me and then ran back to your car?”
I replied, “Sure I do”.
He said, “That was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to me up to that point in my life. I’ll never forget it”.
My precious Alpha Hubby obviously never did.
I blinked at the memory, looking at those tracks. Josh was asking if I was ok.
We never know what we might say or do that means nothing much to us but everything to someone else. I was a little choky at the memory, but it’s a good one
💕
