How I learned love

Why I can't do Valentine's Day fromage. (Sure, a perfect post for Valentines day, but also maybe on a day when we really, really need to connect with what love feels like)

Valentines is the literal day I learned love.

I was born on December 7, 1977 and immediately relinquished by the person who cooked and bore me. According to the social workers’ records she was in denial pretty much the whole time I was in there and, once I emerged, she held me once, decided she was sure, and let me go.