rare

'if you don't do it this year, you'll be one year older when you do."

warren miller

it was a rare day.  a rare day i say.  that my hubby and i were able to steal away into the snowy colorado mountains for some skiing.  i had to tell him as we started to make the climb up berthoud pass to stop me if i was talking too much.  because rarely do i finish a thought.  rarely am i able to tick off the list of things i've been meaning to say.  rarely do we laugh about adult things without needing to alter our language for small ears.  we spent the day looking for swoosh swoosh.  we had the company of friends.  lunch at the outdoor grill.  it was fabulous.  at some point brad looked at me and said, "we are really not the kind of people who can live far from the mountains."  and right then i saw that rare glimpse of us as a couple before parenthood.  that perfectly rare moment when you have it all right there in your hand.  all the dreams, all the excitement, all the plans.  and i thought about how far we've come together.  and what amazing treasures we've collected along the way.  and it was a complete thought.  uninterrupted.  rare, indeed.