This is just a rambling of thoughts for me. If you're bored then you it'll kill some time. Maybe you could even reply with your own experience or thoughts.
I was driving down to Los Angeles, CA with my family in November some years back. My hand out the window with a warm breeze tumbling over my fingers. The night was approaching fast and it seemed my sisters and parents were content with the roar of the road and the twilight sky to show us the barren countryside. Karen had paused in her romance novel while she gazed at the orchards. Heather was listening to her Discman (yes, it was a number of years ago haha) and she smiled at me when she caught me looking.
Something wasn't quite normal at that moment. It was like just after drinking a cup of coffee. The rush of the caffiene, the rush of awareness. Suddenly a clarity had filled me which hadn't ever before.
I was glad to be with my family. I'd always loved them, but never realised just how close family is. I mulled over all the fights all the laughter we'd shared and it struck me that this was the first peaceful moment we'd had in a good while. I barely hid my laughter of delight at this thought. I voiced my thoughts to my family and they smiled and didn't say anything. I understood completely, no one wanted to have it end. The rest of the trip went by much too quickly, but it seems that the family has kept that moment with them from then on. We've been civil when in disagreement, overly joyous when happy, sidesplitters when laughing, etc. Family is a wonderful thing. I hope to have one of my own someday, hopefully my children will be able to experience the same moment that my family did. If you know what I'm talking about then kudos! If not, well hopefully you will.
