Happy Valentine's Day!

Ana is safely tucked in for the night. The dishes are put away. The mechanical daily chores are done. For the most part, at least.

While I sit here challenging myself to stay awake to greet you when you get home late tonight, after a hard day's work, I accept wholeheartedly that neither of us is a saint - that would be too boring; we are fully human, flaws and all... and that's just fine.

I know, D, that we sort of scoff at made-up holidays and we certainly unequivocally agreed Valentine's Day qualifies as one of those.

Not because we lack the ability to appreciate Love, but because we feel that every day, every occasion should be a reason to show how much we care, in whatever simple way we can - not necessarily with candies and roses, but with whatever seems to appeal to us at the moment...

However, in the spirit of affirming my capacity to love, I wanted to steal this opportunity today to declare my feelings...

With due thanks to Robert Browning, I invite you:

Grow old along with me,
the best is yet to be.