My Valentine’s Day. We ate kielbasi. No flowers,gifts or card but he accompanied me on my  errands.

I bought him cashews. He bought me peanut butter cups.

Monday night he recognized when I was stressed and suggested dinner out. I had to pay for it but it  was chummy and yummy!

Listening. What a gift!

Laughing at a meeting!

A valentine in the mail.

Allowing a space of time to call someone on the telephone.

In the intensity of doing two reports for Church finding a glaring error from last year’s report. I’m still laughing!

Feeling invisible but being insistent.

Working on a diorama of polar bears on my dresser. A little creativity settles my soul.