Tuesday, November 17, 2009
"Sweetheart, do you know what it means to love someone?" I asked.
"Yes", she said, still watching the TV.
"OK, what does it mean?" I asked
"I'm not telling you because you already know." she replied, craning her head around, trying to see the TV past my head.
"OK, I'll tell you then. When you love someone, their being happy is more important to you than your own happiness." I replied, feeling smug, intelligent, and wise.
Now, for the first time in this conversation, she takes her eyes off the TV and looks right at me.
"Good, because I'm happy watching the TV!" she responded, slowley and clearly, just in case I was too stupid to "get it" if she spoke too quickly.
You know she actually got mad at me when I couldn't stop laughing? Fair is fair though - I shared my wisdom and she shared hers . . .