Years later, feelingsālet alone loveāwere forgotten. We had jobs, mortgages, car insurance, doctor appointments, and laundry. In the respectable, predictable life we lived day after day, there was neither time nor space for something as seemingly non-essential as love. Functioning, not feeling, became the unspoken rule of our encroaching midlife.
Loveāthe word itself now sounds almost ridiculous,...
