Along for the ride...

Last summer our family was in San Diego and we were making plans and working out details of various outings and I looked over at Ben's dad and asked him what he wanted to do. He said, "Oh, I'm just along for the ride." I cannot tell you how much I wish I could say that, even just for one day, or one hour. How nice would it be to take the place of that middle aged man at the mall, reading his book while unshowered, list-yoked women (uhh...me) practically run from store to store looking for gifts for loved ones. Or to just go somewhere and not have to have diapers, wipes, toys, healthy food, utensils, snacks, and 2 changes of clothes just in case. Life right now is good, it really is, but sometimes it feels like there's just so much riding on me. It can get a little overwhelming. I know I would miss out on everything that matters to me but some days I wish I was just along for the ride.