Thinking, or daydreaming, about the future can make time pass so quickly. A song comes on the radio and you start to drift away, thinking about whatever you may want to happen years down the line. When I think about the future, I don't think about the big events and when they will happen: I think about the little things that I'm most excited for. I'm thinking about the precious moments.
I'm thinking about eating dessert in the kitchen, and listening to oldies. A country song comes on and the one I love grabs my hand and we start dancing. Sure, we're dancing terribly but we're really dancing. Telling stories and secrets in a dark bedroom as we drift away into sleep. Taking care of him when he gets sick. The sunny days. Maybe someday, pulling my child onto my lap and reading her a story. Shopping for groceries. Having a puppy. Sending the kids off to school. Trying things for the first (and sometimes last) time. Making commitments. Creating memories. Falling in love every day with your family and friends.