I have come to hate retail valentine's day assaults. I thought it was because I'd miss not having Michael's special gift this year, and in a way I was right. It is the gift of him that I miss, not the things. I keep finding little things like text messages, notes and little belongings of his and sometimes this sadness just washes over me. There are a lot of changes with me; I am having to move and downsize my living space by 3/4 so a lot has to go. It's hard right now. Just wanted to say I miss Michael, and I wish he was here so I could hug him again and cuddle at night.