2/14/2016

Well…

This year

For Valentines day

Her gift was

Getting the kids to clean the play room

Without anyone yelling

Crying

Or breaking anything.

And letting her get away for a solid 5 hours to work on pre-tenure review documents

Romance.

We ate waffles at 7pm.

That Scooter cooked-

Dinner was mostly civil.

Zuzu was on the verge of meltdown… but managed to hold it together.

We all growled a little

At each other…

The arctic weather

Is a factor no doubt

Being house bound…

…we’ve never been huge on Valentines day…

Its strange how romance…

Becomes…

Something we have to make time for…

Where once it was reflex.

But it is not surprising that

Where I once spent the afternoon

Learning to play her a song

Or filling a shoebox

With cutout hearts

I now…

Take a pass…

There are times

Where it feels like a loss

Or a failure…

But,

Sort of like the scratches and dents in my wedding ring…

It kind of…

Now…

Just fits…