the treasure that was

i realize now the main thing we miss out on by not having our saturdays anymore. we never have any time where she's not doing something. there's never a time when she has nowhere to be or nothing to do and lots of time to do it in. when we had our saturdays, it was us. just us. she had nothing to do but relax and spend time talking. no deadlines, no hurrying back from lunch, no 10 minutes as she runs to do an errand. time. time to do nothing but relax and enjoy.

but not anymore. at most there's 45 mins between the end of work and when she "has to leave, right now". usually it's less, 15-30. every four or five weeks she might get 2 minutes to call for a quick hello on the weekend. she doesn't take the phone so we can't have the 30 mins of commute time to and from work, which although time spent on the way to somewhere else, was always a more relaxed time.

i believe she misses our time. but as she melds more and more back into their life together, undistracted, will that memory fade too?

until finally i'm a fond memory of someone she knew, back when?