Yesterday, as we were enjoying ice cream cones on a very hot Michigan spring day, my 8-year-old brother informed me that I did not, in fact, go to college.
Me: "Yes, I did, for a little while."
Carson: "But you're not going anymore."
Me: "You're right."
Carson: "Yeah, because now you have a love life."
Me: (amused) "What's a love life?"
Carson: "You know, when two people meet, and then they have a love life."
Me: "You mean like when two guys meet?"
Carson: (slightly exasperated) "Noooo. When one guy meets one girl, and you know, they do love life things, and talk lovey to each other, and all that lovey-dovey stuff."
The conversation drifted onto other topics as the ice cream melted off our cones and onto the table in front of us. (In Carson's case, onto his shirt.) I smile as I recall this conversation and the simplicity with which my little brother thought of a romantic relationship. But I think there's something to be said about this simple approach to something we often take way too seriously. Don't get me wrong -- a relationship requires a lot of time, energy, attention, and give-and-take. But it's not all seriousness. It's laughs & giggles. It's a water fight while doing the dishes. It's asking him/her, "Would you like to go on a date with me this Saturday?" -- even if you've been together for years. It's giving him/her a smirk and a slap on the ass as you walk by. It's flirting like you're fifteen again.
So to Jonathan, my husband and closest friend -- I'm so glad I have a "love life" with you. I'm glad we "do love life things, and talk lovey to each other, and all that lovey-dovey stuff." :) Always your girl, xoxo.