Each Day Unique

Yesterday (Thursday) was a gem of a day. D and I spent the hours together (when was the last time that happened, short of leaving town?). We had three meals together, walked Green Lake in the morning, and took the bus downtown to check out Pike Place Market in the afternoon. I must say, it feels weird to have him home on my days off, freed of the dreaded Law Books, and excited about doing things, even the "handyman stuff" around the house. Say what?

What the future holds in terms of employment for us both still looms as the big unknown. We have no idea what our professional lives will look like this time next year. Will I be working? If so, part-time, full-time? What will he be doing? Neither of us ever anticipated we'd be asking these questions when we finished our medical training and launched careers in Nephrology and Hand Surgery. All I can say is: things change. What seemed like the career(s) of a lifetime short circuited in mid-life and we now stand in the (privileged?) position to ask, "what's next?"

But all of these questions stayed on a back burner yesterday as we ate great, fresh food, enjoyed the outdoors, and raised a glass in toast at the ending of our perfect day. As we walked the three mile loop around the lake, I remembered back to the last time we had walked that route together some two years ago. The same path but a totally different terrain. We were wordless on that day and yesterday we were bursting forth with shared commentary, ideas and thoughts on everything. We learn, again, that joy comes in chunks of time, often unplanned and spontaneous, where good things just sort of happen. We don't question. We drink them down with gratitude.