Birthday Time

It’s my one day of the year that I literally try to avoid. Not because I fear growing older. Far from that. But mainly because it’s a big reminder of what yesterdays I had with my parents that are now distant memories. I lost my mother at twenty-six and birthday’s have been a kind of tough pill to swallow ever since. Don’t get me wrong I know there are people far worse off than me. I consider myself lucky that I did get twenty-six years with her. There are people that hardly know their parents at all. Yes – I consider myself fortunate in that aspect.

Moving on…..

John drains a putt despite not playing the fairway on the hole at all. Well done!

Special thanks to John and Keith for joining me for some birthday golf. Your company along with the excellent weather was all that I needed. Then to have Cindy and my wife to join us all for lunch was just fantastic. I highly enjoyed it all.

Additional thanks to my lovely wife for putting together tonights event with friends. I appreciate this more than you know.

Tiny sidenote: My birthday is one day only. Not a weekend. Not a month. That’s how it works people.

Analog at Birth, Digital by Design

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