My worst Valentine's Day ever was Feb. 14, 2002. I was at work wondering what my husband and I would do that evening.  Every year since we'd met we would go to the Zoo for Valentine's Day. 20 Years of Zoo Valentines and I loved it.

I got a call while still at work.. and it was my husband.  He told me on the phone that he wanted a divorce and would be moving out that night.  When I got home from work he was partially packed.  He didn't move that night. We actually went to dinner with my parents and my children for the holiday and he moved out the next day. 

A Valentine's Day I'll never forget.