I have never been a fan of the Valentine's holiday. But the one thing I always wanted and anticipated about this day was the card that would arrive from my dad. When I was younger, it would be waiting for me on the kitchen table, as an adult he would mail them to me and the card and written note would always make me smile. It would always be a mix of something funny and something sincere. It would quite literally, make my day. Since he left, I have dreaded the day, and the absence of him. Last year was particularly painful, so this year I made my escape. These flowers arrived for me, finding me all the way in North Carolina, and helped to brighten a dark day.
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