My Dear Valentine…

Buddy is my my valentine of 13 years and knows me well. This year instead of a bouquet ready made he bought several types of flowers so I could play with them myself. He knows it brings me joy to arrange flowers. Not that I’m particularly good. No training or florist experience. But simply that it brings happiness. I suppose it’s okay to enjoy something just because you love it and for no other reason.

Anyway, when he walked in the door with all those different flowers I felt completely seen. It was comforting to feel so known by someone. I’m incredibly thankful for this kind of love.

I love you, Buddy.