Trying to stay patient- part 8

[Train]

MWD posted a FB status about this very topic the other day.

V-Day carries a slightly different "meaning" for me; it's my anniversary. Granted, H is back home. However, this is not only our anniversary but our anti-versary; I discovered he was cheating on Feb. 19 last year, five days after our 10th wedding anniversary. On our anniversary date, he was taking selfies and sending them to OW. And he went to sleep after our date but later awoke to text her through the night.

I'm having to talk to myself a lot right now and tell myself that I won't lose control of my emotions, whether that's crying my face off or lashing out. (I'm ashamed to admit I've been doing quite a bit of the latter recently.)

All that being said, I think the idea for LBSs to make V-Day a kid-centered day is the greatest idea ever. I usually do that for my kids, even though it's our anniversary. (I typically spend the day making it special for the kids and then go out with H at night.)

Here are some ideas: Start the day with heart-shaped pancakes. Buy temporary tattoos. Make cupcakes or cookies, and let the kids decorate them with icing and sprinkles/candies. Have a fondue dinner! (We've made Swiss cheese fondue with bread, veggies and Granny Smith apples and then followed it with chocolate fondue with fruits, rice krispie treats, brownies, marshmallows, etc. for dipping.) Make homemade cards and send to family or leave with mail carriers ... or drop off at police stations and/or fire departments. Watch a comedy and indulge with popcorn!

Now, if you DON'T have kids? Well .....

Do what *I* would do: head to your local bar.

Bahahahaha!!! I'm totally KIDDING. Spend the day, as you said, Tar, with family and friends who are available to show true love this year.

People say Valentine's Day is just a day on a calendar and it's overrated. And it is exactly both of those things. But for the LBSs who are already feeling abandoned and lonely and vulnerable, it is what it is: a day (however commercialized) that magnifies the feelings they are already grappling with. My own heart will ache because of my own journey, and it will ache for the folks here who I know will be hurting. The good news is: One day lasts only 24 hours. And anticipation is typically far worse than reality. The sun will come up on Feb. 15, and we will all be just fine.