Lemon, there is a word, a once special word that’s been tragically co-opted by the romance industrial complex and I would hate to use it here and have you think that I am suggesting any type of romantic sentiment, let alone an invitation to scale bone mountain. It’s a word that comes to us by way of the old high German luba from the latin lubera meaning “to be pleasing”. So, I’m going to use this word to describe how I feel about you in the way that our angalosaxin forefathers would have used it in reference to say…. “hot bowl of bear meet” or “your enemies skull, split”.
Have you spent time with each other’s families? Have you attended special events together? Such as class reunions, birthday or holiday celebrations, weddings, or extended car trips? Are you each other’s emergency contacts? Do you ever drink together at work? Perhaps while summarizing what you’ve learned over the day or week? Have you shared intimate details of your fears, hopes, and dreams? Both personal and professional. Is this the longest and perhaps most meaningful relationship in your life? Do you often find yourselves thinking the same thing and then saying it at the exact same time?
