Dear Kurt,
Driving down a long road, you in the drivers seat, my feet on the dash, music blaring or us talking about nothing and everything.
It's one of my favorite things.
Sometimes we go on a date, the two of us, and just drive. And talk. Plan for the future.
When we get silly we will blare some music and sing at the top of our lungs. When the girls are with us we will all play air guitar or drums and dance.
It isn't all the time. Sometimes car rides are filled with screaming children or tired parents. Sometimes we are in a hurry or hungry.
But the good car rides are oh, so good.
Sincerely, Lori
