I am not going to write about the accident. It's just too tender of a subject, and I don't have the distance of time to be able to see the full outcome, let alone reflect on it with any amount of proper perspective. More importantly, if the family of the man that lost his life were to by chance come across this little space of mine, I would never, ever want to cause them pain by discussing ours.
So I will write about the everyday, and the fun and the funny, and hope that people will not take me as flippant. Just protective.
I'm going to start with Valentine's Day because, well, I love Valentine's Day.
This year called for a low-key celebration and that's what we did, a casual date night out to dinner and the movies with Russ's brother and sister-in-law.
And in case you were wondering just how romantic Russ and I are these days... this is what I asked for instead of a card or flowers:
Which, coincidentally, summarizes how I feel about that guy of mine.