There are moments when I love my life so much that the joy is almost painfully overwhelming.
These moments happen every day. They’re the moments when I’m in love with the world and with the beauty all around me — and more than anything else, with the people and things which I’ve chosen to love.
Tuesday evening, Lucy rode with me to get gasoline for the car. She loves her little car trips and she seems to be happy to be close to me. The photo above is her sitting in my seat while I was outside filling the car‘s tank.
As we headed back home, Lucy put her head on my right shoulder and nuzzled my neck. She was happy and wanted to be close. As I reached my right hand up to rub the fur of her head, I felt filled with love for her — and love for the joy of this moment of being with her.
It’s those shared moments of love and gratitude and pure joy which I most miss about having the love of a partner in my life.

Moral priorities: ‘If we free the slaves, who will pick the cotton?’
Patterns that made old mistakes keep us making same old errors
Cult’s targeting of family funeral points to folly of speaking for God
We hate ourselves for needing other people’s approval so much
In a world full of hate and hurt, love must be a conscious choice
As world spirals toward chaos,
I don’t regret my choices, but I do lament choices he refused to make
I can’t find the balance between expecting too much and too little