Kayaking the Caddo
Soon it will have been a year since we met on a dating site and then in person at the museum of fine arts living room. I was touched that he had brought two canteens of water (who brings canteens to an urban meeting?) and excited by the fact that after one hour of talking and saying goodbye in the parking lot, he had then stood glued to his phone as he recorded a mysterious bird call coming from the copse above him. Within the hour, he had sent me said recording with a request for identification. That passion for knowledge, especially related to fauna and flora, continues to be a a major ingredient in the glue between us. Part of my healthy relationship recovery involves remaining ever vigilant of my tendency to abandon myself in exchange for affection or approval. Slippery slope behaviors that sound the alarm bells include participating in all or most of his hobbies without reciprocation. I think we're doing fairly well there, and we are still in the process of trying to figure ou...
