February 14th. The day to celebrate love. I knew I'd be in Little Rock today so I celebrated a little bit early. It was a warm beautiful day and I went to the cemetery. I put roses on his grave and I sat down and talked to my husband. I talked for a long time and I sat on the ground absorbing the sun's rays and I let my heart say things that my mouth couldn't. I left with a peace that doesn't come easy or often. I'll always miss him.
