I am reminded it is Valentines Day by the eye-catching red cards in shiny plastic wrapping at the local Lidl. I avert my gaze to my shopping list that guides me down the aisle to the safety of the green beans. I have neither made nor hoped for a fuss on February 14th of any given year, yet it’s often left me feeling disappointed. And perhaps this year, I am feeling a little more prickly about it. Love is not easily defined nor confined to the realms of romance. It’s the warm glow between old friends who know unspoken things that no one else knows. Love is in the effortless resumption of a conversation, as though time nor distance has not passed between. Today it is this love I nurture and share with you.