A little fondue for two, followed by chocolate mousse and chatting by the fire. Really, what could be better?
Tonight, and every night, I am grateful for love. I'm grateful for second chances and I'm grateful for acceptance--being accepted and doing the accepting.
There's a quote on the wall in my Grandma's bedroom that I did up in calligraphy for her, sometime in college. While we might quibble about what is old love, I appreciate the sentiment. In many ways our love still feels new, and I'm grateful for that. But then a lot of days it seems like we've been together forever, so old love seems appropriate!
New love is silver, wait for the west
Old love is gold love, old love is best.
I love our old love, husband. I am grateful for you.