We parked on the San Mateo Bridge. Alicia and I sat in my car on the bridge in the middle of the cold and windy night. We were over the water and were going to be there for a while.
Let’s start at the beginning. Not the beginning of the friendship between Alicia and I, but at the beginning of this particular adventure. Danny had spent a few days in New York City and was flying back to San Francisco. I offered to pick him up so Kendra could stay home with the girls and sleep.
A few days before picking Danny up, I asked Alicia if she would come with me. I needed a map reader and a friend for the late night trip. I picked her up and then we looked at his flight information. The plane was delayed by ninety minutes. Alicia and I talked, laughed, made a grocery store run for diet coke and junior mints and eventually made our way to San Francisco. We made good time and were going to be early. Mainly because we didn’t get lost. Alicia’s a great map reader! Who knew?
A few miles before the San Mateo bridge, there were ambulances and firetrucks behind us. Since we were on a four lane road, I moved over to the far right lane so they could pass. But they never did. So we kept driving. We survived the tollbooth on the bridge and kept going. Out of nowhere, the traffic that was nonexistent just a few minutes before came to a halt.
After a two minutes of sitting without moving, I felt my car shaking from the strong winds. We turned on the radio and discovered there was a three car accident just a few minutes ahead of us with serious injuries reported. I nervously looked at Alicia. We still had some spare time so we decided not to worry about being late to meet Danny.
I complained about a handful of things for a few minutes before Alicia jumped in. Sometimes I think we go back and forth in having intelligent things to say.
Then Alicia said, “Well, when things like this happen, I think God wants a particular conversation to happen.” And then she looked at me.
Hmmm. Alright. Alicia and I are always communicating. I couldn’t think of anything I hadn’t told her.
Sometimes our conversations are super serious. Other times we just talk about clothes, boys, hot movie stars, and music. Which, I might add, are also important. This time we talked about life, love, and God. We giggled and laughed all while sipping diet coke and eating junior mints.
I’m not a big fan of serious conversations, but Alicia has a way of gently dragging them out of me. I’m a journalist. I like the facts and details without the feelings and emotions. Unfortunately, life doesn’t work that way. Life’s situations evoke emotions and feelings that sometimes need to be explored and confronted. And Alicia’s often the person to help me see that.
Forty minutes later, the traffic started moving again and we were on our way to the airport. We made it there in fifteen minutes and were only thirty minutes late to meet Danny. The drive home was uneventful and I pulled into my driveway at 3am.
It was another fun adventure with Alicia to add to the books!
PS. In the extra time we had together waiting for the accident to be cleared, we had time to plan some mischief. Just a preview... :)
Dear Sam,
Watch out.
Let’s start at the beginning. Not the beginning of the friendship between Alicia and I, but at the beginning of this particular adventure. Danny had spent a few days in New York City and was flying back to San Francisco. I offered to pick him up so Kendra could stay home with the girls and sleep.
A few days before picking Danny up, I asked Alicia if she would come with me. I needed a map reader and a friend for the late night trip. I picked her up and then we looked at his flight information. The plane was delayed by ninety minutes. Alicia and I talked, laughed, made a grocery store run for diet coke and junior mints and eventually made our way to San Francisco. We made good time and were going to be early. Mainly because we didn’t get lost. Alicia’s a great map reader! Who knew?
A few miles before the San Mateo bridge, there were ambulances and firetrucks behind us. Since we were on a four lane road, I moved over to the far right lane so they could pass. But they never did. So we kept driving. We survived the tollbooth on the bridge and kept going. Out of nowhere, the traffic that was nonexistent just a few minutes before came to a halt.
After a two minutes of sitting without moving, I felt my car shaking from the strong winds. We turned on the radio and discovered there was a three car accident just a few minutes ahead of us with serious injuries reported. I nervously looked at Alicia. We still had some spare time so we decided not to worry about being late to meet Danny.
I complained about a handful of things for a few minutes before Alicia jumped in. Sometimes I think we go back and forth in having intelligent things to say.
Then Alicia said, “Well, when things like this happen, I think God wants a particular conversation to happen.” And then she looked at me.
Hmmm. Alright. Alicia and I are always communicating. I couldn’t think of anything I hadn’t told her.
Sometimes our conversations are super serious. Other times we just talk about clothes, boys, hot movie stars, and music. Which, I might add, are also important. This time we talked about life, love, and God. We giggled and laughed all while sipping diet coke and eating junior mints.
I’m not a big fan of serious conversations, but Alicia has a way of gently dragging them out of me. I’m a journalist. I like the facts and details without the feelings and emotions. Unfortunately, life doesn’t work that way. Life’s situations evoke emotions and feelings that sometimes need to be explored and confronted. And Alicia’s often the person to help me see that.
Forty minutes later, the traffic started moving again and we were on our way to the airport. We made it there in fifteen minutes and were only thirty minutes late to meet Danny. The drive home was uneventful and I pulled into my driveway at 3am.
It was another fun adventure with Alicia to add to the books!
PS. In the extra time we had together waiting for the accident to be cleared, we had time to plan some mischief. Just a preview... :)
Dear Sam,
Watch out.
(undisclosed sources got us this photo)
Sincerely,
The A Team
The A Team
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