Golden Silence.

My Darling One and I were heading for the airport…it’s just a short twenty minutes away and we were ten minutes into the twenty minute drive when he said.

“Where’s my cellphone?” 

I was very comforting…it’s what I do.   ” It’s probably in your pocket. “ He checked, every one of them.

“No, I think I left it at home.”

We’re now five minutes away from the airport.

“It’s probably in your bag” in my most comforting voice.

“No, I definitely left it at home” as we were screeching across three lanes to turn around.  He’s a very definite driver when needs must.

Time was short and I can be a lot of fun to drive with and these are the things I wanted to say:

Get in that lane, it’s moving faster.

Why stick behind this truck, he’s bound to be way behind the flow of traffic.

Gun it, you’ll make that light okay.

I’ll run in and get the phone while you keep the car revved up.

You’re too close…eyes closed now.

Look out…

I told you I could be a lot of fun to drive with.

Things I said.

It’ll be okay, we have all the time in the world.

Pretty good wouldn’t you say?  It would seem I’ve learned, and can practice, that there are times when silence really is golden.

Oh and the flight was delayed.