No, this is not a picture of me, though 30 years ago we could have been mistaken for sisters.

But I like to think of myself this way. A peaceful smile, a sweet and giving heart, and perhaps a touch of angel’s wings, in spite of a reasonable amount of sinning, life mistakes, and general contrariness. All wrapped up in minimal and exquisite lingerie, wings optional.

Let’s talk about this for Valentine’s Day.