You’d be 64 now if you were still here.
Ridiculous…!
Can you imagine being an old man? As disappointed as I am that you’ll never experience some of it, I’m pretty sure we both know you’d be terrible at it. You spent your entire life fighting for everyone else, who would you have even been if you had run out of fight?
It’s probably best that you never have to be confined to a wheelchair or lose your memory, you never need to be bored, sitting in a retirement home. You’ll never need to be fed cafeteria food or driven around town. You’ll never have to shrink in height or go completely gray.
You get to stay 62 forever, and even younger in our memories.
I still talk to mom every single day. She visited Colorado recently to see the house Matt and I bought. You were right about him, by the way, we made it through.
She asked me if I knew what yesterday was, of course I knew, but neither of us said anything more about it. We both know your birthday is not a day for tears, and the only way to avoid the tears is to avoid the topic.
It’s amazing how impossible it is so describe you to someone who wasn’t lucky enough to know you. You were and always will be the most uniquely genuine, caring, funny, and wonderful person, albeit inexpressibly.
I bet in your version of heaven it’s just a long timeline where you can jump through eras and probably pretend to be British , I’m sure you’re having a blast.
Happy Birthday Pops –
