Such a great word.
I was sitting in the Family Circle restaurant this afternoon, having lunch with my friend Renato. He went outside for a smoke and I sat at our window table, watching the snow fall on Wellington Road.
Three women were in the booth behind me. I thought I heard “cuddle”, one of my favourite words. So I listened some more. “I wish we could fall asleep with my head on his chest.” Oh my. How lovely. The conversation wasn’t about sex. It was about being close. There was sweetness and some sadness in the voices. There was a tenderness shared with friends. It was a privilege to witness this.
How I miss holding Jodiette’s hand as we walked through life. How I miss rubbing her feet as we sat on the couch watching a movie. How I miss spooning in bed. The best moments. Quiet ones. Just you and me.
I know that I’ll have cuddling in my life again. I wish it was today. Maybe it will be next week, next month or next year. I’ll smile at the touch. And cry.