February is a double festival of love for me because my wedding anniversary falls just before Valentine's Day. Most years we share nothing more than a slightly shifty I haven't got you anything, but maybe this time we'll push the boat out because we've been married for 10 years and have known each other for 30.
My son is here in the US for a year, too, with his first serious girlfriend, and it all gives me the dizzying sense that the decades are collapsing in: I'm 19 again with no plan for my life and no suspicion that it's actually taking shape in a crappy rental with Kiss wallpaper, and with this guy, who seems fun, has a motorbike and has miraculously managed to fix my TV.
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