“When I say love is intentional, that’s exactly what I mean. No matter what had changed or who we’d become in the times between my visits, I looked forward to relearning his laugh, his smile, the way he looked at me, the scent of his skin, and all the things, big and small, that had become part of him. There were times it was uncomfortable, and other times when it felt just like pulling on warm socks over cold feet, but it became as much a part of our routine as morning tea or holding hands had been when we were together every day.”
