I found this draft of a post from February 2014, and while I wouldn’t ordinarily react to anything as old as that post, the draft was too good to toss away. I don’t normally respond to other people’s blog posts, but…
Defining Love
Plinky asked, “If you eventually break up with someone, was it ever true love?” What sort of silly question is that? If a person dies, was he truly alive? Yes, relationships based on true love sometimes end. That doesn’t mean that they…
Anniversary!
Ten years ago today, Sam took me out on our first “real” date (as in, without the kids or anyone else). Thank you, love. Here’s to many more decades!
Happy Birthday Sam!
41 years ago today, the sweetest, sexiest, most marvelous person in the universe was born. I have no idea why I’ve been blessed by his presence in my life, but I hope it never ends.
TotD: Emma Goldman on Love
Love, the strongest and deepest element in all life, the harbinger of hope, of joy, of ecstasy; love, the defier of all laws, of all conventions; love, the freest, the most powerful molder of human destiny; how can such an…
TotD: Carter Heyward on Love
Carter Heyward: Love, like truth and beauty, is concrete. Love is not fundamentally a sweet feeling; not, at heart, a matter of sentiment, attachment, or being “drawn toward.” Love is active, effective, a matter of making reciprocal and mutually beneficial…
TotD: Eating and Drinking
This passage reminded me of Sam: People ask me: Why do you write about food, and eating and drinking? Why don’t you write about the struggle for power and security, and about love, the way others do? They ask it accusingly, as…
And That’s the Week
I consider Sunday the first day of the week rather than the last. It was a week full of appointments for the girl and getting paperwork shuffled to various bureaucracies. Sam and I had lovely dates Wednesday and tonight, although we…
Sam and Saturday
Yes, it was another date night. Yay! (They are the highlights of my week, with good reason.) The girl went out on a date, so we had the house to ourselves. It still feels odd, at times, not to have…
Pirates!
Not the nice, Johnny Depp kind, no. The pillage/rape/murder sort spiced up with demon-worshipping shark people. Tonight was date night, and I was impatient to be back to our game. We’d left off at a very unresolved point the last…