Today's writing

We each have our packet of loves. We hold them close to the vest, fanning them out like playing cards, sometimes thinking what-if, sometimes feeling thank God. Love, of course, comes in all flavors. Some people fall in love 20 times a day. Others, like me, have but a handful. The number is less relevant than the fact.

Unless you live resolutely in the present – and some of us do – we take out the deck every so often and flip through the bygone possibilities.