Today would have been Wayne's 56th birthday. I am finding today to be most difficult. He should have lived to see it. He had so much more he wanted to see and do. He wasn't ready to die. And none of his family was ready to see him die.
So today I went out and got gooey rich chocolate cake with several of my friends and we toasted him with cake and honored his birthday. But tonight I am so sad.
I remember Wayne's 40th birthday. We had recently moved to Leavenworth, and he loved that we had a mountain in our back yard. So he decided to climb it the night before his birthday and sleep up there so that he could awake and be able to look out and down on the whole area. And he wanted to do it alone. So he did and he really loved the experience. He loved birthdays.
So happy birthday, my love, my soul mate. I will continue to celebrate your birthdays for you. I love you and miss you more than I can ever convey in a written message. I hope that wherever you are, you are celebrating too.
