dancing.

eighteen months ago, this was the scene at the last truly memorable dance party we had.  it was our reception, and it was a wonderful day. 

tonight, we go swing dancing to celebrate. i think it will be truly memorable for different reasons--i'm eight months pregnant, it's valentine's day, and the next time we go dancing, we'll have a little ballerina to contend with.

valentine's day this year has been low-key, which suits me just fine.  simple is best, when you remember what it is that's most important: love in all its shapes, sizes, and variations. 

i am surrounded by it, and i am grateful.

i hope you feel the love that surrounds you as well, whether or not it manifests itself in red hearts, cut flowers, or chocolate treats.