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We each received a modestly sized candy heart today.

One of them was this very one.

Box of chocolates type of candy.

I have had one so far.

I sort of forget about them being there.

There is never any candy here. Ice cream. Other stuff. No candy.

So once a year, a spree. A binge. Then it is over.

It seems the right thing to do.

And if it is not, we will end the day happy for whatever reasons we can concoct. The chocolates will connect the dots.

John has been my valentine for 37 years. Imagine. And he still makes my heart go pitty-pat.