It was just a drawer.<\/p>\n
But he offered it to me with such openness and excitement that I got overwhelmed. Never before had I been offered space in someone else\u2019s haven. I had asked for it several times \u2013 and been first offered a corner here or there to stash some stuff, and eventually been incorporated in to someone\u2019s life. <\/p>\n
Now, I was being offered a drawer \u2013 a top drawer \u2013 where I could leave things behind so that when I came back again, there it would be \u2013 ready and waiting for me.<\/p>\n
We stopped by the store on the way back from dinner \u2013 and I picked up a few things like toothpaste and deodorant and we came back and I put them in my drawer. I\u2019ll admit I was so giddy that I accidentally bought conditioner instead of shampoo, but all in all \u2013 it was a quiet little moment of special.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is just such an amazing relationship, <\/em>\u201cI told a friend. \u201cIt is just so effortless.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n I recognize that not everything will always be like this. But to have an opportunity to move together at a similar pace, not having one partner or the other in the relationship be at different stages and waiting and wondering if the other will catch up \u2013 that\u2019s something so profoundly cosmic, and somehow so rare.<\/p>\n \u201cI opened up the top drawer and saw your things in there and it just made me happy,\u201d<\/em> he told me the next morning.<\/p>\n It makes me happy too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It was just a drawer. But he offered it to me with such openness and excitement that I got overwhelmed. Never before had I been offered space in someone else\u2019s haven. I had asked for it several times \u2013 and been first offered a corner here or there to stash some stuff, and eventually been…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[3],"tags":[9,213,214,215],"class_list":["post-443","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dating","tag-dating-2","tag-drawer","tag-happy","tag-making-room"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2UnPK-79","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=443"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=443"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=443"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joeywrites.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=443"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}