This Valentine’s Day with be the fourth anniversary of my father’s death. I can’t believe it’s been four years already. It feels like just yesterday. Well except for in my heart. I’m not angry or sad anymore.

I’ve found that as I get more distance from his death, I need to distract myself with Valentine’s Day celebrations less. This year we’re just doing dinner, no gifts. And really it’s just an excuse to eat out at a restaurant. I take it as a sign of healing that I’m not fussed at all this year. Or maybe I’m just lazy. 

Probably both.