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.