Reflections 4/19/2020: Ed has taken to kissing the top of my down-fuzzed head for unknown reasons. Hmmm… an act of solidarity? A “poor you” peck? A longing for a grandbaby’s fuzzy head to smooch? Maybe his way of embracing my embarrassing baldness and illness with acceptance and tenderness. Modeling that acceptance for me to embrace too! Yeah… let’s go with that one! Regardless of his reason, I have discovered that I like those caresses! On my downy crown! Hmmm… what is it that makes them so appealing? I think it feels like grace in action. Unconditional love choosing to love my conditionally lovable body! Surrender. A moment when Warrior Woman can tag-team Needy Netti and step out of the ring! That part of us as women that purrs in happiness at those moments of masculine rescue, then argues vehemently that we don’t need them! Sooo, thank you Ed for head kisses! They convey way more than you will ever know!