Did Hallmark made it up?

Yesterday was, oh you know what it was. I'd like to say i don't believe in it or really care to celebrate it, but it hard to hide from. It is nice for those couples who are not married, and so have no real anniversary, to have a day dedicated to love. On one of my deliveries though, i spoke with an elderly man who had no reason to celebrate.

"It's hard to have a good day when my wife is dying."

As i walked down the hall after leaving his apartment, i thought about him, his wife, their 37 years together. I thought about growing old with someone you love. I thought that must be one of the most comfortable, easy feelings. But when that day comes that you must face the possibility of not entering each day with them - well, the easy comfortable feeling must disappear, replaced with fear. I felt as if i had stopped knowing how to talk to him, that anything i said could not possibly help with the anguish he must be feeling.

My day was fine, the sun shining, people wishing each other a good day all day long, everything good and solid. I love my life, family, and friends, and from now on every year valentine's day will be important to me.