I fantasized about it a lot though. In February, I sometimes become a child again, but the rest of the year I wish for intimacy. Sometimes intimacy feels as vague as my young romantic notions about love.
Intimacy is love grown up.
It's something no one really understands, but everyone wants. I wonder if I'd understood love better as a child, maybe I'd understand intimacy better as an adult. So, while the rest of the world chocolate-coats Valentine's Day, I see it as a time to talk to my children about real instead of romantic love, preparing them for one of life's most confusing emotions. Instead of chocolates and roses, I offer you some children's books that you can use as openings to talk about the truer side of loving with your kids. Ann Morris' Loving shows family intimacy around the world.