11/02/2021
Dear husband,
Thereās a life in the future with little faces in photo frames instead of before our eyes, artwork and abc magnets wonāt adorn our fridge, and these leggings Iām wearing right now will be long gone.
Thereās a bed big enough, where little elbows and knees wonāt prod us in our sleep and only our feet will swing out in the morning.
Thereās a vase placed in reach of little arms because there arenāt any, and mugs will daringly sit on the edge of the table.
Thereās a bank balance that looks a bit more forgiving, a bag I leave with that isnāt overflowing, and it will only take us 10 seconds from the door to the car.
Thereās a free calendar that isnāt packed with swimming lessons, dance classes and muddy sports shoes. And weāll get to know each other for a third time, before them, with them, and then when only two jackets hang at the door.
Thereās a clean car, the only noise is the hum of the radio. There will be no endless questions in a high pitched voice from the back seat, there may even be days we donāt hear from them at all.
Thereās a date night with no curfew, my mums not needed for babysitting, and we arenāt sleeping with one eye open waiting for the shuffle of feet down the hallway. A type of freedom that feels heavy.
Thereās a house thatās clean, maybe our couch is new, and we arenāt stepping on Lego or toy cars either. In fact thereās not much colour anywhere, remember how we hated all the colour? Remember how it came with so much happiness?
Thereās a dinner table that feels big, we arenāt negotiating bites of vegetables or wiping little hands and mouths. But sometimes thereās a knock on the door and the table is full once more.
Thereās a shower that doesnāt sound like baby cries, a coffee that is warm and my body will be my own. We wonāt wear tired the same way but time will have aged us anyway.
There will be hard moments to come that will make these moments look easy, but weāll remember.
Weāll remember the first words, the curls, the āI love youāsā the moments we almost broke, and how we held each other through it. Weāll laugh and weāll cry just like we did then.
Thereās a life in the future and itās coming for us every day. So letās get swept up in the beautiful chaos in front of us.
Letās make the future wait a little longer.
Because I love this life with you so much,
this one right now.
Words by: Jess Urlichs, Writer
Photo: Ashley Michelle