You are 67 this year. I've missed celebrating your birthday with you. I've missed you, period!
You left us four years ago next month. I know you didn't want to leave us, you fought like hell to stay with us. In particular, you wanted to spend time with Maddie, Emma and Charli. Danny and Sarah too. Nothing brought you more joy than our grandchildren.
And a nanosecond behind the grandkids were Tim, Lara, Daniel, Chris and Erika. And all the spouses, Scott, Kamie and Casey.
Last week I woke up out of a dream and needed, really needed, to tell you about something in my life. It took me a few minutes to remember you are not here. And I was shocked to remember, again, you are gone. You wrote five years ago when you were diagnosed that all I needed to do was sit quietly and you would be there with me. It is true, very true.
Travel is still very much part of my life. You would announce you had itchy feet and we'd plan our next trip. It hasn't changed much but the destinations are not as exotic. Since your last birthday, there's been one Farmers Reunion in Augusta Georgia to celebrate Richard Tichich's first showing of his photography. I did visit relatives: your kids and mine, cousins and siblings this past year. No Hawaii for the first time in forever!
Mary, I hope the Rainbow Bridge allowed our pets to be with you. You loved dogs so much, especially Shawna...Wolfie...Beau...Rocky
Please know I still love you, All Ways and Always. You will never be forgotten.
I love you,
