“Are you at your computer?” I asked.
“No”, she said. “I’m curled up in a comfortable chair. My candle’s lit.”
Her phrase referred to a blog post from two days ago, where I wrote about a candle being lit as a metaphor for being completely focused on the other person.
The fact that her “candle was lit” for me was an honor in itself. But this phrase showed how attentive she is. She doesn’t just read my words. She lets them influence her. (I let her words inspire me, too. We’re both better for it.)