...only not so much.
Sara actually disliked Valentine's Day. Not so much because of what it stood for, but because of what it meant as a floral designer. Long hours, demanding customers, etc. She started working at the flower shop during the Valentine's rush, it's hard to believe she stayed for 12 years after that initial baptism by fire :)
Of course, this made my Valentine's Day pretty easy. I never had to worry about buying flowers. I never had to worry about buying a gift, or trying to reserve seats for a hot dinner date. All I had to do was rub her feet while we watched some TV. I'd give anything to rub those weary feet tonight...
The busyness following the accident still continues. Doctor's appointments, paperwork, etc. The reality of life is still sinking in a little bit at a time. I've felt a little bit like I was the center of the universe for a few days (an uncomfortable center), and it's actually comforting to feel like I'm getting back into my own orbit around the Son.
