Whenever a holiday comes along, I try to remember where I was the last time I celebrated it; with whom; etc...
Last Valentine's Day, I was still in the States, where I had been since shortly before Thanksgiving.
I had just had my Debit card account hacked into.
I'm pretty sure Feb.14th was the day that I ordered a plane ticket, in anticipation of returning to Russia. Then I sat down to dinner with my parents.
Later in the month, I laid out some plans, some of which would be fulfilled, and others of which would be modified.
And now, a year later, it's time for plans again. continue/-