They Don't Have a Greeting Card for This

 I am dedicating this…well…whatever it is, to  my precious niece and her betrothed on the year anniversary of their impending nuptials: “I love you without knowing how or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride; I love you in this way because I don’t know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my […]