Time In a Bottle!

Have I ever discussed my husband's occupation? No? Well, first and foremost, he is a long haul truck driver. He has always drove some kind of truck all his life. First with UPS, then out own trucking company (DMD Trucking) now with Miller Brothers out of Hyrum Utah. After we got married, I had asked Mike what his dream was. He said he wanted to own his own trucking company. I said let's do it! We did just that. I drove with him (he taught me how to drive a big rig) and we took Danielle with us, home schooled her on the road. We saw a lot of country and had some of the best times together. It's a good thing he taught me to drive because one time he was so sick down in Mesquite, NV that Brenna drove me down there so I can drive the rig home. I didn't have my license then and it was scarey going through a port of entry. He said from the bed in the back to just go in and act like you own the place. I did, the officer didn't look over the books too closely and I was on my way. I did pretty good, got him home in one piece. Of course Brenna was following close behind me. Thank goodness.

The interesting thing about being married to a truck driver is the time spent apart. In the beginning...he was home every 4-5 days and home 2 days, then back out again. It was something I could count on. Now as the years go by, his routes get longer. This last trip was to Tennesse, Arkansa, Texas, Arizona then home. Just a day under 2 weeks apart. Why am I talking about this? Because just like my title "Time in a Bottle" the small amount of time we are together is just that...TIME! And it is so precious. There is no time to argue, to be petty about the small stuff, to sit across the room from each other while watching TV. The time is spent sitting close to each other, holding hands, just being together. We cook together, talk, go visit his family together. Then it's back on the road again. Yes, it is hard but it brings eternity into perspective, I may not spend much time with him on this side of the veil, I will spend a lot of time with him on the other side. For some reason it works. So we should not take each other for granted because we never know when it will be our last time with each other. We try hard, and it's worth it. He will be back on the road again in a couple of days, and so begins the cycle again. :)