Valentine's Day

It's Valentine's Day, a holiday that hasn't meant much to me for many years. I've let the people in my life that I love know that I love them. But I don't have a man of my own and for the first time in a long time I'm really missing that this morning. Someone to snuggle up against as I open my eyes. Someone who's still sleeping upstairs while I start the day in the quiet of the early morning. Someone to bring coffee to, to share the paper with, to run errands and chat with as we go about a Saturday. For some reason, after nearly 18 years of being single, I'm feeling "single" more deeply than usual. Perhaps more lonely than alone. Soon I will have been divorced as long as I was married. Not a statistic I expected to stack up in my lifetime, you know? So in the spirit of the day I wish all the lovers in the world well. And, while I have a good and satisfying life which I cherish, I kind of wish today that there was one man who loved just me and who was here to share this kind of silly day. Some roses, a little chocolate, a nice dinner, some candlelight, and back to bed......you get the picture. Maybe next year?