Another year

Writing Perchance to Dream today Today is my late-husband’s birthday. He would have been 71.

So today I am going to a Thai restaurant a few miles from my house. It was his favorite type of food.

Then I will remember the jokes and the good times. Maybe I will take a drive out into the country– for a few hours. It used to be our favorite activity.

There are two times of the year that I feel closer to him– his birthday and his death date.

RIP Otto Tune.

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