A Valentine's Day Meditation
This is my Love Bunny. Yes, that is its name. Don't judge. My guy gave it to me 28 years ago, when he first told me he loved me. He wanted me to remember that moment, that sweet moment, that first hint that this rather stoic academic I was falling in love with was actually super sentimental. Those early years … Oh gosh, we were clueless. We were in love, sure, but pretty much always trying to impress each other, which is maybe just committed infatuation? Once actual Real Life started happening, everything changed; it was raw and messy and no one was impressed with anyone ever and it was mostly about survival: 3 babies; 5 more in heaven; moves; financial stress and disagreement; family far away; me: lonely and alone with the kids while he constantly traveled for work; him: lonely and missing us and missing out while he was on the road; the sudden deaths of our fathers; medical scares; scary diagnoses; learning difference diagnoses; job stress