“I think about the years I spent just passing through I’d like to have the time I lost and give it back to you But you just smile and take my hand You’ve been there you understand It’s all part of a grander plan that is coming true.” —“God bless the broken road,” Carrie Underwood…
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Consumed
I was listening to Faith Hill yesterday on the way home from the farm when a lyric jumped out at me. “It consumes you, But that’s a given, That’s how love moves.” Maybe I was just feeling quarrelsome, but the use of that word “consume” bothered me. To consume something is “to destroy or expend…
Read MoreA Plea to Spouses
One of Christian’s biggest pet peeves is the treatment of men in advertising and comedy on TV. Men are portrayed as clueless, lazy, stupid, and easily manipulated—not to mention singleminded. I try to make him feel better by reminding him that advertising is marketed to women, but that doesn’t help—and to tell the truth, I…
Read MoreWhy I Love My Husband…
Every so often, you get a day that reminds you of all the things you love about the person with whom you have chosen to spend your life. This weekend, I had one of those days. Appropriately enough, it all happened at a wedding… …except for the last reminder of why I love my husband, which…
Read MoreTo Christian, on his Thirty-Sixth birthday
Dear Christian, It’s very hard to be sweet and sincere in writing a birthday “card” for you in the midst of the normal chaos and noise—joined today by the banging of the piano being tuned—but perhaps the very chaos and lack of time for reflection is itself the most beautiful thing about our life. So…
Read MoreHeart To Heart
To Nicholas The connection between us stretches back to the moment you finished your journey through a dark tunnel and tucked yourself into a corner of my womb. Before I knew you existed—so tiny that you were scarcely there—you were already attached to me…a physical bond whose days were numbered, prefiguring an emotional bond that…
Read MoreLove is a Verb
Love. We pursue it, we sing about it, we write stories about it. Advertisers invoke our love for parent, spouse, child, to sell greeting cards and toys and jewelry. But what is it? If you listen to all the above, you come away with the idea that love is passion, desire, warm fuzzies, tenderness, hugs and…
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Kathleen M. Basi 