I was never a Valentine's day fan...must have been all those years without a significant other.
To
make the day worse, it is the yearly reminder of my 1st miscarriage -
it is NINE years (nine...wow) since I started to feel not right and was
thankful that GJA had his band class that night so we wouldn't have to
go out for supper on Valentines Day to celebrate the day.
So,
even though the actual miscarriage happened on Feb 15, I KNOW that the
process had started on Feb 14, hence why my hating of the middle of
February starts on Valentine's day.
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