Valentines Day

Here it is again the holiday of love.

I was engaged on Valentines Day as so many people are. 24 years ago today my husband asked me to marry him. He brought a picnic to the waters edge on Key Biscayne. The shrimp was frozen, the champagne perfect. He promised to adore and love me, told me he would gladly endure a lifetime of listening to me singing in my off tune way. That is love. Today I love him more than I did that day. Then he was a kid offering promises we both hoped would come through. We were still at a kind of crazy stage, racing home on Friday nights after working downtown all week, alcohol in our systems from happy hour. Not very mindful at all; just glad the week was done, weekend ahead.

I believed in him, crazy in love but no proven track record of how we would care for one another when difficult times came our way. We have now gone through the many turns both good and terrible that is life. We know we are each other's protector.

My husband has always made me feel safe he was grounded while I was the passionate one. I have grown in different directions and he always let me fly waiting with open arms. Now the years are marching forward and he has learned to open up so much. He wants to dance me around the kitchen floor, sit together dreaming of the future and reflecting on the past. I love new love, but better I love the feel of someone's hand in mine that has weathered a joint journey together. That knows my sounds, my smells, my fears and joys. Who knows what scares me, and what instantly makes me giggle. I love this man who tells me I am is world, and who I know is my home, my world. I love the fact that we worked so hard at what we have. Nothing intense and beautiful comes without its pains, just makes the sweet times sweeter.

Happy Valentines to all, and most especially to my gorgeous man. xo ginny