February 13, 2020

My dearest,

There are no cherubs or bows and arrows. No sugary pink macarons and no overpriced red roses. No candlelit dinner.

Instead we send emails and lists to each other. Contracts to review, movers to confirm. Travel itineraries and missing shoe boxes to hunt down.

It’s a special time because it’s just another day in our life.

Just another day: we don’t need anything more.

Yours, ever and always.