I forgot to say that in the midst of Valentine disaster, there are heroes among us. Super Clark bought me dinner on V-day. Ott (who needs a nickname when you have such a cool real name?) said he loved me. White Knight said he liked me hair. Greg the Remorseful did drop off roses- -late but gorgeous. A kind teacher took up the slack for my office helper and fetched a student for me. I'm having coffee with my favorite gay man on Saturday. God is answering prayers from many months ago to bring good men into my life.
After writing the post on planning as a love language I kept hearing God say, "I know the plans I have for you, I know the Plans I have for you. I know the plans I have for you." That means a lot more when you think of it as secret surprises instead of blueprints.
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