You know no proper toast for the realization that all the years of married life combined now add up to more than half your age. A minor miracle, considering you swore you'd never do it again. Only in two of those years did the night- blooming cereus show itself. And only in a few instances did you feel you were ready to throw in the towel, storm off into the night and never come back. Which is to say, perhaps you might not have liked always being by yourself. When the flower that blooms only for a night starts unfurling its petals, the sight and scent last a few hours. The botanical guide suggests holding a late night party; you and your loves could watch as this scrawny vine blooms, and takes your breath away.