Sometimes unexpected things happen. A visit from Eric. We had a good time together. Raviolis, pancakes. We went to the beach and watched the surfers and the birds, breathing the energy of the ocean. We ordered a big pot of beer braised clams. We walked the Hog Hammock Trail.
But there was one flash of a moment, more like a dream, really, but so real that I don’t doubt it in the least. Eric looked up at me and what I saw was the innocence of a very young child with the question: “will you love me?” and everything became very clear and fell into place.