As you may know, this day falls with my father memory.
A tradition I want to do, where every year on his memory as long as I live, I'll put a flower tells of his giving.

- Red flower, for the warm love he gave and taught us, despite the world cruelness, having someone you love by your side, eases everything.
- White flower, for the pure and the innocence seeds he planted in our hearts, that still grows and blooms even after his departure.

This is the 2nd year, my mom told me today , it feels like yesterday he was with us, but for me it feels like an eternity.
It's hard to endure the grief, but I can think of him without crying now, I shed tears sometimes when I think deeply of him, but more like nostalgia tears.
My sister said, she's starting to forget his expressions, her eyes stills tears when we talk about him.
I think everyone is taking it differently, despite our laughs, I can feel sadness behind it. As it's not just me who put "happy face" mask.

But regardless, I decided to spend whatever left of my life to create happy moments and memories. Drawing smiles on the faces of those who I love and care about, even if it was a fake smile.

Not feeling bad omen nor sad on Valentine's day, on the contrary, I feel it's a reminder of my dad's love and how to share and appreciate this feeling.
I can still feel his presence with me.

Just little something I wanted to write.
Thanks for reading, and happy Valentine's day.