At another end of the dinning table, my husband eating his food from the bowl. Down this end, I was doing mine. It could have been a very ordinary scene and nothing special if I didn’t lift my head up and look about.

Believe it or not! For a moment, I suddenly saw something else. I saw 30 years later, there would be still my husband and I sitting at the dinning table, face to face, eating our food from the bowl and living out of our lives just like we do everyday. We are so used to the scene that we don’t need to make extra effort to communicate with each other like those girls and guys in their dates for the first a couple months. We still pass on the plate for each other from time to time. My husband would still be picking on my cooking. I would still enjoy whatever I am having.

The dishes on the table might change, our appearances might change (surely we will get older), the topic of conversation might change, and place might change, but it will be still two of us…. No matter how many things we have experienced in the past, how many children we have raised, how much money we have earned and how the memory gets faded. At the very end of it, it will be still the same persons living on their minimum requests for their lives.

All of a sudden, I felt that I have thought the things through, and was quite okay with what’s the go. I stared at my husband across the table, couldn’t help wondering in my mind if this is IT….the life, the couple things, and the way how we pass through this life and perceive it. I also wondered if this is also okay for him. I looked again.For that moment, he looked comfy, mindless, no complains at all, and all innocent off all of my thoughts that were going through my head.