From March 24
In the mystery of love, as God planned it, "no one can ever figure out who is doing the giving and who the receiving," writes Thomas Howard. Real lovers "know that giving and receiving are a splendid and hilarious paradox in which, lo, the giving becomes receiving, the receiving giving until any efforts to sort it out collapse in merriment or adoration."
Twenty-two years ago today, Aaron reached over in a dark movie theater and held my hand for the first time. I'm still happy to hold his hand through our adventures, and to collapse in merriment and adoration with him. Happy hand-holding-versary, dear husband!