Or is it just me? I'm so disappointed.
My other half didn't bother at all. He knew I was coming out to see him 1500 miles flying, and I was bringing a gift.... what a let-down. No flowers, no chocolates.... not even a card. Sure he was sick, but he's got weeks to prepare maybe a little something. I don't know why I bothered. Not that I'm ungrateful for having him in my life.... it's just that he could have tried. If you read my other post, I named a star for him. Yes, it was pointless - a gift that no-one could ever really use, but it had meaning behind it. I called it "Skytsengel" (Guardian Angel) in the constellation Hercules. He is my angel and my hero. It was romantic and soppy. I got to mop up puke and clean and cook in return. I feel so heartbroken.
Was I alone in having a bad day?