We almost never do anything for Valentine’s Day. I almost always end up disappointed because I like to set my expectations high and assume that history is no way to accurately predict future results. Sure, he’s never bought flowers, but this will be the year he springs for sky writing!
(By the way, sky [...]

“I remember the first time I laid with you like this…”
His voice cut through the darkness and the muffled sounds of two people kissing.
My heart swelled with such force that it instantly became difficult to catch my next breath. In the blink of an eye, the entire world fell away and there was nothing [...]

Normally, I hate Valentine’s Day.  I usually hate all holidays that set me up with lofty expectations of grand romantic gestures because I am inevitably disappointed.  My husband doesn’t do grand romantic gestures.
He thinks about them.  He almost was gonna do them.  He just – well – doesn’t.
None the less, I woke up this morning [...]