This week I was prepping our dinner while Rose pulled a chair up to the kitchen counter to eat breakfast. Seeing me pull out an onion, Rose complained they hurt her eyes. I told her she could go eat at the kitchen table.
No, she said, I want to be with you. I miss being around you. Actually, when I'm away from you I get this strange pain in my chest. She pointed at her chest where she felt the discomfort. I don't know what that pain is she mumbled sounding puzzled, perplexed, and she trailed off by the end
Oh, I said, silenced by Rose's revelation. Touched by her genuine confusion over the feeling of loving someone. Saddened she really hadn't felt that before in a healthy way. I admitted to her we had a similar feeling when she went to visit her last foster family's house New Years week. She smiled, still a little baffled by this new physical feeling.
A good sensation, indeed.
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