Learning to Love without Labels

I am in a relationship with someone who is not my boyfriend. Or my husband. Or my partner. At least, I don’t call him any of those things. I don’t call him anything, in fact. The closest thing I have gotten to a “label” for this person is that he is my essential human. My calming lavender oil. My sage cleanse. Life is so much more delicious with him around, but I can live and thrive without him. That’s not to say it isn’t the deepest, purest and truest of loves. Because it is. We’ve been together for about 8 … Read more