Almost amazingly, it's been one year today that my friend Greg passed away from complications after a lung transplant. Greg's mom had been hinting at wanting myself and Emily to come visit, but then IM'd the other day saying they weren't ready to do so. If it were me, I'd be hiding under a rock on this "anniversary", but they're made of stronger stuff than that.
Also, it's probably a good thing since Emily is either about to give birth or has done so already (not yet as of 2 days ago!) and would probably not have been able to make it. We're rooting for today as the birthdate because of how nice it would be to remember today for something happy. Go baby Sparkle!
We miss you, Greg. Not in the same way as we did 11 months ago, but I doubt we ever won't. Eleanor, Dale, my thoughts go out to you today.
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