Those you hold safe in your heart

Driving home from an early Valentine’s Day dinner with Spencer in D.C. last night, I shared with him a truth: I’m more myself with him, this man it took me years to find, than anyone else I’ve ever met.

It’s been a long road to get here.

But I got here.

We can say Valentine’s Day is silly, manufactured, artificial; we can say it’s all hype and no substance, a ploy by “greeting card companies” to rake in the dough (and they do). But at its heart is a real sentiment: expressing affection for those we love.

And me? I’m in love.

I wouldn’t write anything on a blog that I wouldn’t tell Spencer myself, either in a car or on a Metro train or in a card or together at dinner. So here’s what I’d tell him now, and every day:

Thank you for finding me when I wasn’t sure I could be found. For your endless support, encouragement and thoughtfulness, and the way you make me feel treasured and safe. “Lucky” isn’t the right word to accurately explain how I feel for having met you, and I’m grateful every day to have you in my life.

Thanks for being a man I’m happy to call mine.

And happy Valentine’s Day to you, my friends, and everyone you hold safe in your heart.

18 thoughts on “Those you hold safe in your heart

  1. Thank you so much, everyone, for the kind words! Hope everyone had a great Valentine’s Day. I came down with a mysterious cold/flu in the afternoon but mustered up some enthusiasm for dinner and gifts. Still a very fun day ๐Ÿ™‚


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