"Longing has a melancholy connotation to it that’s tinged with suffering and beauty. We long for something that feels familiar and intimate to us as if we had partaken before of some sensual and emotional gift—like a home-cooked dinner with close friends, like two glasses of chilled Proseco you clink gently to love and togetherness, like the still hot chocolate chip cookie you take off the baking sheet and move to your eager mouth knowing you will burn your tongue, like the beginning of a road trip where you and your love know and don’t know your destination but you both are going and will arrive together."
From my "The Garden: Perennial Reflections on Beginnings and Ends" Chapter 26 Longing, Love, and Loss
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