Tonight I was reminded of one of the phone conversations in which I knew that MBE and I were a good match. Wait, did I just say good? That doesn’t really cover it appropriately.
One night, very early in our phone courtship, we were talking late into the night about…something…I have no idea what. I started reciting a poem from a favorite CD – David Whyte’s Close To Home. A few words in, MBE started reciting along with me.
I had no idea that he liked David Whyte. i certainly had no inkling that he would know that particular poem.
I think it was a moment when we both sat up and took notice.
How lucky am I? What a miracle is this!