It takes two …

I admit it! I love being swept off my feet. It takes two, though. I have to participate. I have to position myself, get consent, and take the leap. That means making myself vulnerable (what if he says no). It means trusting myself to jump high enough. Sam’s a foot taller than I am. And it means trusting Sam to catch me.

I’m not saying there aren’t other ways to do it. But relationships are always two-sided.