Between: A Love Note to My Valentine

Dear Valentine, 

That's you over there. The one more than an arms length away with all that sleepy progeny between us. And sometimes that happens. In day to day life, stuff worms/whittles/winds its way between us. Vying for space and attention.

Not just our sweet churbic lipped babies, but piles of dirty diapers lie between us. And dinner that needs to be made. Work and phone calls and owies that demand to be kissed. Wrestling that must be had & iPads that need to be played on. Dishes that desperately need to be washed sometimes stack up between us. Dreams tugging at each of our sleeves. Hobbies and habits and holy moments. Tiny demanding hands. I see us gaze longingly across the sea of both important and unimportant things between us.

But, you and I, we take the time to make moments each day where there is nothing between us. Sometimes it's just those few seconds curled up next to each other while exhaustion tugs on our tired eyelids. And we just sit and be. Just me and you. You and me. Nothing between.

Happy Valentines Day, love. And because no interaction between you & I can go without at least one PG-13 proposition: I can't wait until you get home and tonight we'll be sure to have some time with nothing between us. Nothing... 

XOXO, L.