As I have dived deeply into writing on prompts that I gave myself at the end of 2012 for the first 3 months of 2013, I have often been amazed at the timing of certain prompts.
Love Gently is one of those…
I rarely think about HOW I love. HOW I am loved. But I DO notice HOW other people love one another. Or the what I can see of HOW…
One thing that I notice whenever I am “out in the World” is HOW couples are interacting. I’m sure I don’t have the first clue about the inside Life they have, yet what I observe is always a revelation of what I BElieve about love and long love.
Older couples [okay, my age and older] are among my favourite to observe. The ways they communicate without words, the tendernesses BEtween them.
Or the hostility that is so present I think it might possibly explode.
I don’t know when I BEgan to default to this impression of 2 people interacting, yet it has been much on my mind this morning as I have written and made this wee wonder.
I don’t know about long love, NOT first hand anyway. I wish that I did.
In fact, that is the only thing I wish for that I don’t have.
I love you, Currie