on our seventh valentine's day together, we celebrated it just as we did our first. only a little more grown up. he still cooked a delicious meal; bacon wrapped filets with grilled asparagus. we still danced around a kitchen. this time, ours. we exchanged long, love letters. i still cried. but this year, we dressed up. we sipped red wine out of beautifully engraved glasses, gifts from our wedding. and we loved much deeper. seven years of it. and as much as i can understand how many do not care for valentine's day. for us two saps who have more cheese than we know what to do with, we will continue to celebrate. because that's our life secret, celebrate everything.