Whats love got to do with it?

Had a happy day yesterday.   Completely out of the ordinary, and it felt great.  I didn't work (for myself).  Went to the Doctor, went out to lunch with my sister in law and her mom, went down to the art museum and volunteered on a big puppet parade project that will happen next weekend.  Was asked by someone I don't know well, but like from afar as I was helping with papier mache :  Did you have a happy childhood?  What is your love story??  And it made me think:  and made me also want to ask him:  and what is your love story? well,  next time. I will  When english isn't the common language, it is so much easier to have a conversation that goes straight to the heart of things.