Today is my birthday, I am sixty three years old. I have everything most people would want at this age, reasonably good health, reasonable financial security, a loving husband of 41 years and a loving extended family.
I know today I should be happy, but I just can't pull it off.
For the first time in over ten plus years I won't be with my best friend celebrating our birthday's.
Judy's birthday was August second and we always, no matter what obstacles we had to overcome got together for our birthdays. It always seem to work out that we spent our time together on my birthday
This year Judy is spending our birthdays in heaven. For so long after she died I was angry, angry at God, angry at her ( she knew how sick she was out last time together, but didn't tell me). But now I am just sad, so incredibly sad.
I miss her so, we were each others "go to girls" if anything made us mad we called the other one, if anything made us happy we called the other one, if anything made us sad we called the other one. Now I don't have her to call, when I am oh so sad.
I remember that last time we hugged each other good bye, she hugged me so tight and whispered in my ear, "I love you girlfriend" and I whispered back " I love you to girlfriend". I still remember the tightness of that hug and all that it conveyed. I never dreamed it would be out last.
If you still have your best friend, give them a call, give them a hug, tell them you love them, it can all be over so fast, in a blink of an eye.
I love you dear girlfriend and miss you oh so much.
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain