Valentine's Day

WARNING: this is not a Valentine post, so nothing sappy or romantic thoughts to follow. Just saying...

Anyway, all kidding aside, ever since I lost a (very, very) loved one on Valentine's Day, the day has just taken on a whole lotta' different meaning... for obvious reasons...

The funny thing about all this, funny being used loosely, is that whereas cemeteries, in general, freak me out in the past, now it provide solace; well, at least one in particular. Sadly, and almost foolishly, the one place on earth where for brief moments at a time, I feel like I'm able to hang on to this wispy thread of a connection to a piece of concrete slab, really, and the earth where the piece of concrete stand. That whether it's real or not, at the end of the day, regardless what other people would say, feels real in my head... Every time, for 6 years now...

And so, come tomorrow, as the majority of the world couples out there celebrate this Valentine's Day, me and hubs will be thinking of something else, someone else. Which if I really think about, I guess, may be just one of the most romantic thing hubs have done so far, among the many... By honoring my departed loved one, he honors me...

What more can a gal ask for, no?