What, I wondered in the shower tonight, do I have left of us? I have his name, our rings, and our three sons - three quite remarkable boys, according to more reliable sources than their mother. I have all our letters to each other, and the gold bracelet he gave me for our 20th anniversary. By the following anniversary, our marriage was over.
And I have the gift he & the boys gave me on Valentine's Day, six weeks before he died, two years and one month after our divorce. It was strange to receive it, as we didn't generally celebrate Valentine's Day. But that last one I received a tiny heart-shaped enamel box with two pink-jewelled flowers and an enamel butterfly on its lid - and a card which read, 'Still our Valentine'.
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