I wonder what they will do while we are gone.
From the passenger window I watch the fields pass by as we head down the highway.
I wonder if my son is still watching the bulldozers digging up Grandma's street.
We stop at Subway for dinner. Five dollar footlongs for all!
I wonder if my kids are eating their pizza. It's not from our usual pizza shop.
We arrive at the concert site and quickly open our beers. We chat as we watch those around us stumble to the ground.
I worry about what my kids are doing. Are they fighting? Did someone fall? They are quite clumsy.
We make our way in to hear a favorite singer. The music is loud as we sing along.
I worry my kids are watching too much tv. Did they choose a show not allowed in our home?
The music is over. We find our way back to the car. Traffic was light in the direction we chose. The back roads are dark, but they have an advantage.
I worry that my kids are still awake. It is much past their bedtime, and they don't like the dark.
From the passenger window I watch the fields pass by as we head down the highway. The fields that were once covered in sun are now peppered with the gentle glow of fireflies.
I worry about my kids, but I know they are safe. They are surrounded by family and I by my friends. We will always be there to keep each other safe.
*to answer the question as to what my kids chose to watch- let's just say my 5 year old now knows the theme song for Cops!*