The Love of My Life | Across the Universe

I was shaken to my core. I actually cried for almost 30 miles on US 281 heading back north to Austin from San Antonio. I’ve driven this scenic road so many times from Austin to San Antonio and back. From my trips for Apple business in the 90s to Maureen and my trips with the kids in the early 2000s to Sea World to my bike rides each of the last 6 Mays from the Real Ale Brewery in Blanco, this isn’t a new trip. When Maureen and I moved to Austin in 1994, we took this same road down to San Antonio on the Friday after our first Thanksgiving here. There are well known vistas as you crest hills along the way. Vistas where you look out at the Hill Country, and your heart smiles. This past Monday driving to San Antonio, I smiled at all the same vistas, remembering the experience of each of them with my Maureen over the years. Maureen and I love Texas, and we knew in our earliest days here from Chicago that we were someplace truly special. As we celebrate Maureen’s 52nd birthday today, I know it would be easier for me to just close my eyes. It would hurt less. Yet to close my eyes to these vistas would mean also closing my heart. And to close my heart would mean missing some of the most amazing experiences of a life time. I simply refuse to miss them. I am a practical guy, so I wish I could put what I experience into concrete terms. I can’t, and what happened on Monday...