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Birthday

Today would have been Mike's 71st birthday.

And it is a gorgeous day.  Really could not ask for a better one.  The sky is a clear, bright blue and the air is crisp with just a hint of fall coolness.  Tonight there will be a super moon rising.

One of Mike's most precious moments was always to sit in the dark and watch the full moon coming up as he sipped a whiskey and soda.  That's what I will do tonight.

I know he will be out there watching.  And probably being slightly distressed that I would ruin his good whiskey with ginger ale instead of club soda.


Always with a book in hand.


Comments

  1. A good way to honor him! I know he's proud of your strength during this past year. BTW, the only way to really enjoy a good whiskey is straight up!

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  2. Olga, my heart is with you in this time!

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  3. Mike won't give a crap about what you are drinking. Just be sure to be out there with him, watch the moon and feel his love.

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  4. Precious memories.

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  5. Enjoy your communal moon dance tonight.

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  6. Birthdays and anniversaries can be hard but it helps to have great rituals to share. He will be there.

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  7. Thinking of you. The photo of Mike is such a great one.

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  8. You are one strong lady. I hope you and Mike enjoy the full moon tonight!

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  9. The special days always bring back a flood of memories. I'm certain Mike will raise to you as well, to your strength and resiliency.

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  10. I know he is with you in spirit. I don't drink alcohol anymore, but when I lived in New York, I was fond of gin and tonic.

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  11. It's good to reach out like that ... may it give some solace.

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  12. That is a really wonderful picture. I'm sorry I am a day late but I hope it was a good celebration. I'm sure it wasn't any easy day. Sending hugs.

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  13. Great picture! You are such an inspiration!

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  14. That is a lovely tribute. Cheers.

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  15. A fine remembrance of Mike, Olga. He'd be proud.

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  16. This is so sweet. I have two blog buddies, you and another woman, who have celebrated the lives of their dear husbands. You are both my heroes.
    With MY hubby's heatlh issues I'm just on a knife edge. Whatever happens, I know, like you, I can deal with it. It's just tough right now.

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  17. Funny thing happened. I looked up at that moon from the walkway of a Cuban resort and my thoughts went to you

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