Every year I send some form of Valentine to everyone in my address book. Sometimes said Valentines are sweet and loving and then sometimes they are violent and angry; but at least everyone gets something that serves as somewhat of an indication of how I am feeling that particular year.
This year, however, I am not going to send anything. It seems unnecessary. I’ll just truly hope (and hope is a VERY strong force) that everyone is happy, well and spending today just like they hoped they would, and if not, at least have the reassurance that someone, somewhere is thinking about them...even if that is just me.