I looked at him as he sat down on the bar stool after helping her put a few items, away and a surge of love burst out of me, and it was all I could do to keep myself planted where I was and not envelop him in my arms, for I very well know that he has his heart on lockdown, his energies closed, and such unexpected and irrational behavior from me would have an opposite impact or simply lost on him.
He is not yet ready to experience an embrace that comes out of nothing and will disappear into nothing as quickly as it appeared. Such things don’t happen in someone’s kitchen in early evenings. Not to him.
