a best buddy just sent me a couple of images of he and his wife at Valentine’s Day lunch. It looks like they had bar burgers. I responded that I am a little jealous.
Had Wife lived, we would have done something special for the day, even if it was just lunch of bar burgers. Or, we might have gone to supper and braved the press. This was one of the things I loved to do — celebrate special days or special occasions with her.
I am sorry that those days are gone. It is not that life is not good; it really is. I am truly grateful for the days, even when they are difficult or I feel poorly. But that communal life was something that I deeply enjoyed and I miss it.
I had breakfast at The Red Hut Diner this morning, or probably better to say brunch. I did a bunch of work early and when the meeting ended I was hungry. I decided to treat myself to breakfast (and bring a treat home for The Girl). I did both. The biscuits and gravy were good, as usual.
And, I came away with a nice capture.
Life is good.