It’s February 14th! The day for love, the month with Valentine’s Day. While Valentine’s Day means something different to me than most (it is the day my husband passed away), it is a day to celebrate love none-the-less.
There are no mushy cards, there are no balloons and chocolates, no fancy dates, and no sappy love songs. My daughter and I choose to celebrate this day, not in the typical fashion, but as a day to honor her father. This was the day he passed, 8 years ago. We celebrate by enjoying some good food and fond memories.
We have lived the past 8 years without B. But we have really not lived the past 8 years without B. He is still with us, he is around for everything we do, for all our accomplishments and all our struggles. He is there. He is here. He is everywhere.
Honestly, we do not just keep him in in our hearts and minds today, his birthday, and holidays, but all days. We are not shy about remembering. I want A to know her father and to remember him always, therefore we talk about him and I teach her about him. He is something we will continue to share throughout her life. While he cannot physically be here for her milestones, he can and will be here in spirit.
JenR8ion Widow 