I’m heading out of town tomorrow to spent VDay with two dear friends, a Galentine’s weekend. I figured a little reblog from last year would be good. And a quote by Judy Garland.
“For it was not into my ear you whispered but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.”
Happy Valentine’s Day!
I was proposed to for the first time when I was eight, my engagement ring out of the candy dispenser. His mother had graciously lent him a velvet box to dress up the presentation. Hair combed he arrive at my front door. And as fate would have it, I wasn’t home.
In the Tall tale
Of an 8yr old’s Proposal
in the barn amidst
Hay fort fears
Born sparks alit
I know this tale intimately in its retelling, an urban legend of my youth, one the love stories that shaped my desires. I admit I wondered what it would be to marry my childhood friend-to have 40 plus years with one man, my model of marriage. Having two divorces under my belt, I clearly have not lived up to its expectations. (According to my bosses the first one is a…
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