As the fourth anniversary of my wife's passing approaches I've always thought it was ironic that she died just a few days after Valentine's Day.  Along with Christmas and her birthday, Valentine's Day was one of Shelley's favorite days of the year. 

If I had to rank them, Christmas had a very slight edge over her birthday as her favorite holidays.  I know a birthday isn't actually a holiday, but to her it was.  Valentine's Day came in a close third.

Because she loved Valentine's Day so much it could explain her infatuation with hearts.  She loved anything with hearts.  If she saw a pair of footies with hearts she had to have them.  Blankets with hearts, drinking glasses with hearts, dishware with hearts.  Even her passwords had some derivation of numbers and the word "hearts".

So on this Valentine's Day I'll be thinking of my best friend and soulmate and with love I'll be sending out as many hearts as I can to heaven.

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