If I don't write about my Valentine's Day, did I actually experience one?
Yesterday was a day. Oy. Rea and I were on separate pages. Probably even different books. It was ugly. There was crying, yelling, tight fists, headaches. And that was all before lunch.
It wasn't all clouds and storms though. The sun broke through a few times, and I have to say, I had a nice Valentine's Day.
There is little I like more than a holiday! Something about the energy of the day makes me giddy.