Kenna and I went to a walk yesterday evening. We met up with her brother, and ended up taking her niece to the playground. We watched her play with the other children for over an hour.
Many of the other parents talked to us while the kids played and Kenna explained that we had been together over a year, and due to me being a very private person, publicly we had no made it known, but now that I was feeling more comfortably in town, and in the relationship, we will be out and about more often. It was nice hearing people congratulating me on my growth and involvement in the community. Many also offered to help with the corn maze.
Deep in my mind, I feel an affection growing for Kenna. Maybe in her mind, we actually have been together for the time she claims. I like her. I like it when she is around, I like it when she holds my hand, when she rests her head on my shoulder.
Could this be me learning "love?"
