What I Learned on Valentine’s Day

It was about 1980. On February 14, I had an appointment with my rheumatologist, Dr. Valentine (yes, really!). to monitor the rheumatoid arthritis that I'd had for nearly ten years. These appointments often left me discouraged at the reminder of the seriousness of my disease. That day, as I returned home, discouraged, I found a long, white box lying on my bed. Curious, I opened it. A dozen long-stemmed roses! Who could have sent them? It was from my brother! How did he know today would be difficult? Perhaps he suspected I wouldn’t be getting any flowers (or anything else) from a guy. So he decided to make my day. Immediately my mood changed. I felt loved and cared about as I arranged the rose

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