First a little background on how I came to TL’s moments. While up in New Hampshire earlier this year, at the Hungry Diner in Walpole, drinking a beer called “It is Complicated Being a Wizard,” it suddenly became clear to me that I should be writing and telling stories through prose and images.
I have a super stressful job, and one of the things that makes me happy is being creative. And as I read an entry from The Daily Stoic on June 10: You can do it.
So, here I am taking steps to tap into my creative side until my higher purpose is revealed. Talking with my friend Yael yesterday, she said “instead of thinking about your next career why not step into your higher purpose,” and so I decided there is no better time than now to step into my creative self. I may write about moments, some may be about coffee, cocktails and other sundries, or just ordinary moments and fun things I like to do such as the time I hosted a Silent Dinner with friends.
For those of you who don’t know me, I am a native New Yorker, have been living in Manhattan since 1996, and I will be moving to Long Island later this year. Yes, you heard it right, moving to Long Island to a quaint little town called Sea Cliff with my “lover.” Now, I say lover because when you are over 50 and you finally find love after dating in Manhattan for over 20 years, what are your options to call the person you are in a relationship with. Well, we can go with the very standard names such as partner, significant other or boyfriend, but none of those resonate with me very much. I am a romantic at heart, in fact, I once said maybe I am still single because I want to live in a RomCom. Who would have guessed that my Romcom match would be someone who was once my family’s paper boy.
In my storytelling, Rich (formerly my paper boy) will be referred to as my “lover”. He and I have been joking about this since we started dating and I recently tried it out when we were getting our Sea Cliff summer beach pass. You all know those boxes you check on a form. Person’s name and relationship. He was befuddled as what to put in the “relationship box” and said to the ladies behind the desk “I put partner, is that okay?” and that is when I decided to introduce “lover” to the world. And as I tossed around the idea of calling our significant others a “lover” with the ladies behind the counter, Rich was blushing. But we kept the conversation going and they liked the idea and shared that their friend was recently asking the same question on how to address her “partner/boyfriend” and I said l think the world is ready for “lover” as an option. I mean what makes someone a lover? A few simple things….intimacy, passion and commitment!
I asked Rich then and there, are you ready for me to write and share with the world that you are my “lover” and he said “yes” so – as “they” say (whoever they are): “We must start somewhere.”
So here I am.
xo. Until the next moment
TL's Moments 