Linda, one of my trio of devoted friends/readers/supporers, noticed that I’ve been writing a lot about how lucky I was to have had you in my life but there’s the other side, she reminded me that you were also lucky to have me.
Yes, I agree. So what did I offer you?
On our first date we talked very honestly about the difference in our ages. When I told you I was 46, you were disappointed, hoping that I might be older, say 10 years older. But it was clear that you didn’t really want me to be 56. In fact you remarked…
You’re 46, you look like you’re 36 and you act like you’re 26… actually as we got to know each other there were times when you felt I was acting like I was 16… Many of my students would agree with you and I wore that observation/compliment like a badge of honor.
Most mornings, after a good night’s sleep, I would join you in the kitchen… dancing to whatever commerical tune was playing. You would look up from your newspaper, grinning. No, you never joined me, but you never stopped grinning and my influence found its way into your willingness to relax and get silly with me.
Yes, my love, I miss us- your willingness to let go and be silly with me..often…
On this sweet Sunday night, in the glow of my lovely new lightening, I am remembering what made us uniquely joyous.
Miss you T- serious and silly,