Reflections 2/15/2020: Well, Valentines Day surprised me this year. Romantic in a whole new way. Couldn’t quite face a fine dinner or a night out on the town, even with the anti-nausea drugs on board, but Ed and I climbed into the car and he treated me to an Ed Sheehan concert via the speakers as we drove. Somehow the familiar lyrics to “Thinking Out Loud” touched me in an unexpected way. They were no longer theoretical… a promise to love me even when I’m old and bald. They were real. Ed was doing exactly that! I don’t think I’ve ever felt as loved by him as in that moment. In the past, if asked what made a man romantic, I would have said dreamy eyes, a slow dance in the park, complimentary words about his woman’s beauty… and so on. Now I really know! It’s holding a cool, damp cloth at ready until the waves of vomit subside. It’s sheltering my quivering hand as the doctor describes what lies ahead. It’s turning down my side of the bed just the way I like it to say, “I still love sharing this bed with you.” So, Ed and Ed, thank you for schooling me anew on what love really looks like! Just thinking out loud!