My wife, Tammy, drives 2 hours with me every weekend to pick up my (our) daughter Megan. Then on Saturday after gymnastics we drive the 2 hours back home.
For 5 years plus she drove with me two hours there and then two hours back AND THEN we would drive two hours to bring her back to her mother’s house on Sunday and then 2 more hours to drive back home. ALWAYS insisting on coming along. It’s our family time together she would say. And that is so true; some of our most memorable moments have been on our long drives and road trips.
Tammy has NEVER even hinted at not wanting to do the drive. On that rare occasion (once a year) that she cannot go because she is in charge of Math Field day, she is torn and apologetic for having to miss our drive.
Even when she was months pregnant with Sophie, she would adjust the front passenger seat as far back as it would go, climb in, and say, “let’s go get our baby.”
And then there was the time when Megan needed a ride to her gymnastics meet and I couldn’t make it. Tammy had been 8 months pregnant and she drove 2 hours to pick up Megan from her mother’s home and drove to Megan’s gymnastics meet in Hesperia a mere half hour away. After staying to watch the entire meet, Tammy drove Megan (and Megan’s friend Cori who came along for the ride) back to her mother’s house. She hugged our daughter goodbye and congratulated her on a wonderful meet. Then Tammy drove the 2 hours back home.
There isn’t anything else I can say about my beautiful wife that this event doesn’t already say.
I am a lucky guy. My blessings are immense and innumerable.
MmwhS.
For 5 years plus she drove with me two hours there and then two hours back AND THEN we would drive two hours to bring her back to her mother’s house on Sunday and then 2 more hours to drive back home. ALWAYS insisting on coming along. It’s our family time together she would say. And that is so true; some of our most memorable moments have been on our long drives and road trips.
Tammy has NEVER even hinted at not wanting to do the drive. On that rare occasion (once a year) that she cannot go because she is in charge of Math Field day, she is torn and apologetic for having to miss our drive.
Even when she was months pregnant with Sophie, she would adjust the front passenger seat as far back as it would go, climb in, and say, “let’s go get our baby.”
And then there was the time when Megan needed a ride to her gymnastics meet and I couldn’t make it. Tammy had been 8 months pregnant and she drove 2 hours to pick up Megan from her mother’s home and drove to Megan’s gymnastics meet in Hesperia a mere half hour away. After staying to watch the entire meet, Tammy drove Megan (and Megan’s friend Cori who came along for the ride) back to her mother’s house. She hugged our daughter goodbye and congratulated her on a wonderful meet. Then Tammy drove the 2 hours back home.
There isn’t anything else I can say about my beautiful wife that this event doesn’t already say.
I am a lucky guy. My blessings are immense and innumerable.
MmwhS.
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