“Have I done enough and been enough for someone whom I love?”

Always, the answer is no. Not enough. Never enough. After all, if you really love someone, can you ever do enough?

Maybe you can; maybe I’m just too hard on myself. Either way, I’ll keep trying to do more, be more, for the person I love. In my eyes, it’s the least I can do.

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2. For years, I have been fickle with my favorites — restaurants, songs, movies, recipes, places, people. I don’t try to be fickle, I’ve just had a hard time focusing and keeping my affection on one thing for a very long time, much less forever.

In the past seven or eight months, things have changed. I have learned that I am, indeed, able to adore something, someone, so much as to never want to let it, let them go, ever — a “favorite for keeps.” Forever doesn’t seem like long enough, any more.

Maybe I’m not fickle after all; maybe I just hadn’t found something worth keeping, worth holding on to, until now.