Standing there in Vienna's Osterreichische Galerie Belvedere museum last fall, I listened in rapt wonder for quite some time to Austrian-born artist Gustav Klimt’s most popular piece of art, The Kiss.
I shared a shy, knowing smile at the passion and joy so strikingly suggested, awed by the sheer beauty and timelessness of their embrace and my own experience.
I’d come half-way round the world to understand anew the redeeming and transformative power of loving and being loved with my heart and my soul.
Yes, if we’re brave and bold and blessed, sometimes life, in all its splendor, actually imitates art.