Saturday, August 8, 2009

Midnight On Sunday

It's more than a birthday. It's two birthdays in a manner of thinking. My friend had his proper birthday, then living only until December, and my wife escaped the clutches of death to survive him and bring me the constant gift that is my every day since.

Happy birthday, and thank you for everything, my dear friend. You cannot be missed more, and will never be missed less.
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  1. ladybugAugust 9, 2009 at 2:12 AM

    Wonderful sentiment, I'm glad your wife is still with you to share your "everyday". Losing my husband would be a body blow for me certainly-Wish you all the best and thinking of Josh all at the same time.

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  2. h e r e x a c t l yAugust 9, 2009 at 8:52 PM

    sun moon merc and mars all in leo. sagittarius rising with jupiter and neptune also in sag. - he was nearly all fire.
    i like this picture with the sun-shaped clock behind him. matches his smile.
    burn bright, dear josh. show us the way. god i miss you.

    love to all of you who miss him, too.
    x

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  3. teasethedogAugust 9, 2009 at 10:42 PM

    I remember the first time I made lamb in Portland. You were there too.

    Remembering such things makes a man like me feel displaced.

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