The Quiet Seduction of a Curious Mind
The Most Beautiful Part of Falling in Love Was Never His Face For the longest time, I believed attraction was something you could see. I thought it revealed itself instantly, before a person had even spoken a single word. It was in the way someone walked into a room, the confidence they carried without effort, the warmth in their smile, the shape of their hands, the softness of their eyes, or the quiet elegance with which they occupied space. Like many people, I assumed love always began with what was visible. I thought the heart followed the eyes. Over time, I realised I had mistaken attraction for intimacy. Attraction catches your attention, but intimacy captures your soul. The older I have become, the more I have discovered that the most enduring kind of love has very little to do with appearances. Beauty may open the door, but it is the mind that invites you to stay. As I write this, I find myself staring at the very first photograph of Ebbernezer that made me stop scrolling. I rem...