Happy birthday.

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of the could’ve would’ve should’ve beens. Who would I be if she was here? Who would my girls be?

But you can’t. That’s a dangerous rabbit hole with no exit.

Today would have been 58 years of life. Still this feels sometimes surreal.

Happy birthday, mom. Love you tons. Working on something special in your memory. Today should be motivation to get moving on that project.

20131017-214506.jpgFor the record, cancer sucks.