After 11 years of marriage, Valentine’s Day starts to look a little different. You realize you don’t need vodka shots anymore, but you need a tall glass of water every single day.This Friday morning was no exception—cloudy skies, sickness spreading through the house, cranky kids stuck indoors, and no plans for celebration.I woke up with a mind spinning in a million directions, the weight of a week’s chaos heavy on my shoulders. I dragged myself out of bed to prepare...