Yeah, yeah... so it's valentines day again tomorrow. I shall spend another year knowing the name on that little florist card is not going to be mine.
Blessings to all the loved-up folks out there; to the 'real' couples who fight the challenges of life in their ultimate warrior pairs. It is the enduring, quiet-spoken love that inspires me. Stolen looks and subtle smiles - the keeper of the button manual, but the presser of none. Modern day heroes; the lucky ones.
Dear God, please, don't let anyone ask me if I'm expecting any flowers tomorrow.