The Last Lovely DozenPosted: February 14, 2010
Every Valentine’s Day, the love of my life brought home a dozen red roses and a beautiful card with lots of red and a perfectly matched verse on it. He spent a lot of time picking out cards. It was a sweet day to appreciate the warmth, joy, and energy of a happy relationship.
Now, it is my least favorite day. The roses pictured are from February 14, 2008. He died four months later.
This was my last bouquet.