woyww - a public display of affection

I declared sometime last week, to Mrs D, that Him and Me don't 'do', the Valentine thing. Apparently I was wrong - He Does.....

Which is odd.. because,

If pushed we claim we have no real bond, being umarried and not at all given to public displays of private matters.

In truth we are deeply connected and suffer if seperated for more than a weekend,

 

twice in my life with him he has publically displayed his affection in this way, and the infrequency means when he does this for me it means so much and brings a tear to my eye.  I DO feel loved...

 

Yesterday at work, a man appeared with (and I mean it) the MOST gorgeous bouquet I have seen since the last time he did it (12 years ago)

I had frequent vistors yesterday - women to bury there heads in the blooms and scent and murmer - you are sooo lucky, to which I responded -no, i am sooo loved, and men who admitted they should do something grand and gesture like for their very own loved one as they could see the indelible smile I was wearing ear to ear all day.

 

So on my desk today is my public display of affection, in my nostrils the scent and in my heart warm fuzziness and on my face that indelible smile ( those last twwo shall outlast the bouquet by years)

the salutation inside the card?

well that is still private...

see you all later....

 

Donna Garner