Friends playing live music. Doesn’t get much better.
My father died last week. Not entirely unexpectedly—he had some recent serious health problems—but it was still a shock to get the call the morning of August 8 that he had died the day before.
This is the story of three different men, all of them my father, each living a distinctly different part of one life.
Forty years ago today at 09:23 MDT, Julie Anne joined the world with a yowl, and the world blinked at the sudden arrival of this brightest of lights in its midst.
Forty years on, the light’s brighter still.
Look, even the kitchen calendar is getting in on the act.
Everyone, go pester Jewells with birthday wishes at her various online haunts:
Friends and family joining me shortly for dinner and hanging out. At midnight we’ll crowd out onto my balcony to toast the new year and watch the Space Needle fireworks display from 6 blocks away.
It’s like living a postcard each year. :-)
Happy new year!
Photo by Jim Bates / Seattle Times, via article Space Needle’s fireworks to welcome new year
It occurred to me a couple of days ago how much my life has changed in the last ten years, so I started pondering it a little more deeply.
In the last ten years, I have
Not remotely comprehensive analysis of the decade, but certainly some of the high (and low) points.
Here, then, some details to illustrate life’s unforeseen adventures.
So today’s The Big Day.
Julie Anne and I sneaked into your office last night and did some decoratin’, complete to photographic proof.
First the whiteboard:
We had to range far and wide to find the right combo of dry-erase markers for the faux confetti effect. ;-)
And then the desktop:
So here’s to the Big Four-Oh, and to many more.
I love you :-D
Everyone else: Go wish Katharine a happy birthday at all of her sites....