visualization Izzie
I am standing in front of the school waiting for him to come outside. I just came from work, but it was a writing day, so that just means Starbucks or whatever new cool little offbeat coffee shop I can find. I'm wearing brand new black, dark blue and grey Nike warm up suit with matching grey tennis shoes. My hair is natural in a small comfortable bun. I get to pick him up every day-- mostly we just pick up where we left off in the morning. Iz is shooting up like a bean pole. I always knew he would be tall but he's already taller than me and he hasn't quite reached middle school yet, so I don't know how the hell tall he's going to be.
He walks out in his nicely ironed yet now dirty khaki pants and green collared and the same big bright smile he's had since he was small. "Hey Ma. Where are we headed? I have jiu jitsu classes at 6 and I have to do homewor...". He already starts into his laundry list of what he has to do. I hold up my hand and shake my head. "Ohh no no no... Slow your roll. I know you got things to do but I wanted to do something fun before we start in on our routine." He considers this for a second with his hand in a dramatic v shape on his chin. We are almost to the street where I parked the car by now and now is the time to decide. I'm not gonna make him do anything he really doesn't want to do that isn't completely necessary so I am genuinely waiting for his response. Iz takes only 4 seconds in reality to make the choice. "Let's do it!"
He gets in our new 2019 black Mercedes and carefully shuts the door. He doesn't just pile into the car the way he does in the journey because he knows it will upset me. The car is new and has many years before it becomes a hand-me-down-to-the-next-child-to-get-his-or-her-license car. I start up the engine and that feels good. My law of attraction playlist was on in the car and starts as soon as the engine does. He doesn't mind it and doesn't even bother turning it back to the radio. He's used to my habits by now. It's just me and him today and it feels good. With the wind flowing past our scalps, and the hum of the engine below us, I turn on the regular music and we drift easily to our next destination. Ice cream, maybe? Or maybe get pizza?
My husband's number pops up on my dashboard and click it over. I greet him warmly and tell him Iz and I are having an "us day" and that we'll be home later that night. He laughs and tells us not to get arrested. We laugh, say I love you and I love you too, then hang up the phone. I bet you look forward to this day, right? Did you know it already happened? Bet you didn't know that.
Love you,
Your Future Self
He walks out in his nicely ironed yet now dirty khaki pants and green collared and the same big bright smile he's had since he was small. "Hey Ma. Where are we headed? I have jiu jitsu classes at 6 and I have to do homewor...". He already starts into his laundry list of what he has to do. I hold up my hand and shake my head. "Ohh no no no... Slow your roll. I know you got things to do but I wanted to do something fun before we start in on our routine." He considers this for a second with his hand in a dramatic v shape on his chin. We are almost to the street where I parked the car by now and now is the time to decide. I'm not gonna make him do anything he really doesn't want to do that isn't completely necessary so I am genuinely waiting for his response. Iz takes only 4 seconds in reality to make the choice. "Let's do it!"
He gets in our new 2019 black Mercedes and carefully shuts the door. He doesn't just pile into the car the way he does in the journey because he knows it will upset me. The car is new and has many years before it becomes a hand-me-down-to-the-next-child-to-get-his-or-her-license car. I start up the engine and that feels good. My law of attraction playlist was on in the car and starts as soon as the engine does. He doesn't mind it and doesn't even bother turning it back to the radio. He's used to my habits by now. It's just me and him today and it feels good. With the wind flowing past our scalps, and the hum of the engine below us, I turn on the regular music and we drift easily to our next destination. Ice cream, maybe? Or maybe get pizza?
My husband's number pops up on my dashboard and click it over. I greet him warmly and tell him Iz and I are having an "us day" and that we'll be home later that night. He laughs and tells us not to get arrested. We laugh, say I love you and I love you too, then hang up the phone. I bet you look forward to this day, right? Did you know it already happened? Bet you didn't know that.
Love you,
Your Future Self
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