chris wrote on my Facebook wall: "we own this day now and forever." So true. My own day of horrid that I fought so hard to shake off lay at my feet after a trip to the mall. February 15 will now be the day that I looked at engagement rings with the man I love.
The symbolism is too obvious to point out. I can't explain that much of my crying is from an abundance of love and an inability to process it at the speed at hitch it is received.
I need to be the same for him.
Maybe when you share the horrid with the right person, they can help make it ok, maybe even beautiful.