Love is a Many Splendored Thing

Do you remember the first time your man sent you flowers ? I do. It was after our first kiss which lasted all night (fully or at least mostly clothed ;-)). We actually feel asleep with our lips pressed together. I remember waking up, our lips and noses still touching, and thinking "How the hell did we do that ?" We have tried to recreate that moment over the past 9 years together but fail every time ! How did we breathe ????

The flowers arrived at my apartment the next day. It was the first time I had ever had flowers delivered to my door. I was 35. I had had flowers given to me before but this was the first delivery ! I felt so special. I remember thinking "Wow, this guy knows how to make a girl feel good ! I am so very lucky !"

This arrived this morning :

12 "Cadillac" Roses as I like to call them !

(nice close-up, huh ? gotta love the Rebel !)

He actually sends me the Cadillacs every year for Valentine's Day. Have to say that each and every time I receive them, I think :

" Wow, this guy knows how to make a girl feel good ! I am so very lucky!"

We have travelled the path together for just over 9 years now. Together, we have made many of our dreams come true and still have many more to work on, I know. As we weather the bumps in the road, and skip along hand in hand when our path is smooth, each and every day I know that I am so lucky to have this man's heart with mine as we travel.

Happy Valentine's Day to David, my love and my best friend in the universe !

And much Valentine's Love to the rest of you too !

(This is a page from my journal inspired by a fantastic art journal prompt from LK at The Poetic Eye - check it out here)