Looking backward...but only to move forward TWO

[sage]

Had a cool night last night...it was one of those nights when I just felt like I could "hear" things that h was saying...it's hard for me to explain, exactly, but sometimes I'm super conscious of how I don't "hear" him thoroughly enough...

Anyway, I left work early because it was sleeting and just yucky. When I got home, h told that he had written me a short story during the day because he had been bored working on his law school homework. The story was only 2 pages long but it was just awesome. In just a few pages h managed to convey so much about the two characters, who they were, how they related to each other, etc. h is really an amazing writer! I told him (and totally meant it) that it would be a crime if he doesn't somehow use his talent -- either for public consumption or just for his own pleasure! It was hard for me to contain my words of praise because I was so darned impressed! I think h was pleased.

During our discussion of the story he told me that one thing he was trying to convey was the strength of the relationship between the two characters and the level of trust between them. One of the characters says something to the other that seemed extreme, maybe even hurtful, if there hadn't been a true deep relationship between them. h said that he felt that the ability to speak that way -- with that candor -- was a hallmark of trust. It was kind of a startling comment but one that reminded me that h has said things of that nature before -- LONG ago -- when we first met. Except that it was often out of frustration -- he would say something to me and I would react (overreact?) and he would despair at how little I must think of him to take his words "THAT" way instead of another way...his statement last night provided sort of a commentary on our ability to talk with each other, to say and hear the "hard" stuff -- or even the "mild but could be taken another way" stuff -- seems like h stripped back a few confusing layers on what it might take for us to continue learning how to relate and share.

Went to the gym. (kudos to us!). Came home and relaxed a bit. I had teed up the idea of a simple dinner to h (eggs) and he said that he wanted to cook for me. He ended up making a delicious pepper omelet which he served on toasted french bread (rubbed with olive oil and rosemary). It was truly inspired! And it seemed to please him a good deal to cook for me and goodness knows I appreciated it!

h and I had talked over new year's about doing more cooking at home. so far we've been quite successful this week! during dinner last night we talked about being honest if what we make (or what the other person makes) doesn't appeal...like, he said, I found the soup you made over the weekend too citrusy for me...but I liked the other one you made. As I've mentioned before, I love it when he is candid with his feelings (and it plays totally into the conversation we had about the story) so I was totally pleased that he told me what he thought.

After dinner we watched a movie then went to bed.

We woke up early this am. I think h was touching with my hair or something. Not a bad alarm clock!

We're off to see a college hockey game tonight...then it's a nice, unplanned, relaxing weekend.

Sage