Today would have been Jim’s 50th birthday.
I did not expect to think about that today. I knew it was his birthday. But I didn’t expect to like really contemplate it.
Yet here I am.
Remembering Jim.
I really do miss him. A lot. So for whatever it is worth, on this day, I have to acknowledge that one of my best friends isn’t here anymore. I don’t get a choice. And he would have told me to go see a movie AND taco night AND tv viewing night this week. One foot in front of the other, kid. Damn he was smart. Still IS. Without even being here. He will not leave me (please don’t, Jim).
Jim was always stubborn like that.
Happy birthday, Jim. Frank sent an eye-wink. Eyebrows and all.
We love you and miss you, buddy. You’re the best.
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