I love Margie very much. Amidst the inevitable grumbles and frictions between any two people in the same household, the sheer romance of my life with her, after going-on-eleven years of marriage, continues to astound me, whether in a word, a sigh, a touch, a glance, a giggle, a kiss-ping from across the room …
I am just too damned lucky for words.
Happy Valentine’s Day, love.