the worst anniversary...a valentines tragedy

Happy Heart Day.

Although today is a day for cupid, hearts and gummy candy.  I have a damper to put on the day.

Not only does the candy pull out my fillings, and cupid resemble the devil, last Valentines day I killed a rabbit with my car.

Being a complete tree hugger (I even transfer bugs outside instead of killing them), the events of last valentines were devastating.

Super pregnant.  C-section minus 4 days.  I was on my way back from picking Jahred up at school when the said murder occurred.

Coming around a curve on a dangerous road...during winter...with my seat so far reclined I'm sure it was illegal for me to be driving at that point...the rabbit appeared hopping towards my car.  With a car coming at me, one behind me and the ditch to my right, I had no other choice but to charge on.

I thought the bunny would hop out of the way, but upon hearing the thump under my Camry, I knew better.

Every day over the last year I have prayed, thought of, and pined over that bunny.  My first road kill.  Maybe it would have been better if I didn't see the expression on his little face, or if I wasn't so emotional and pregnant.  Perhaps if it were a squirrel, like the ones that made their home IN mine...I would have felt more revenge than sadness.

My husband can assure you that I am not making this up.  I was one step away from pulling over to bury the bunny or at least give it a eulogy.  For the rest of my life, Valentines is ruined.  I feel like my little cards should say carry the disclaimer: "will you be mine?  i kill rabbits".

So, while others celebrate lust, love or friendship...I am having a sad anniversary over the loss of the bunny.

Happy Heart Day to you and yours.