Maybe it's a subconscious thing. Maybe it's a "I'm-too-busy-to-think-about-anything-but-the-kids" thing. Whatever it is, I wasn't quite ready to acknowledge that Valentine's Day was coming 'round the bend. So when a box of fresh flowers showed up on the doorstep on Friday afternoon, it set my mind in a time zone of its own for a few moments. I appreciate the simple beauty of flowers anywhere on any day, but the ones in this box were a touching and tangible reminder that even though the other half of my heart is on the other side of the globe, my Michael is closer to me than any other person in the world. And with a man like this, I've found that the real reason this little holiday caught me by surprise is that every day with Michael is a Valentine's Day renewed. I LOVE YOU, Michael!
