I remember the day I actually out ran you, your words and how you were, "...going to fix my wagon."
It was dark by the time I got enough guts to return. You didn't fix my wagon. You just stood there on the stoop and said, "You hungry?"
Between gulps I looked up at you... sitting there... watching me consume a bowl of macaroni. "Some day, you little bastid, you're gonna have your own kids."
Mom... about that wagon, "Happy Birthday." I love you and I'm missing you.
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It's 7/29/2010. Happy Birthday Josie! I will always remember "Sticks and stones..." and "Forgive and forget."
Today is the 28th of July... so? I was thinking of your Birthday... too early?
July 29,2011
It's quiet today. I got up early and went back to bed. I slept in and now it's time for a pot of coffee. Happy Birthday Mom.
Happy Birthday Mom. I'm doing good. Thanks for being there, especially from last year till now.
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