The Birthday
Little Brother Glenn's birthday is today. He would have been 49. He lived like there was no tomorrow. He was forgiving with people and kind and sought out the fun in the everyday. Happy Birthday little brother, you weirdo you! I remember one time I was complaining about a little peep who drove me crazy at the schoolsite and Glenn said, "Lee, you be nice to those kids!" I remember his words every day and I try! I do try!
Appropriate arrival on this fifteenth day of May is waking up to 20 something daughter at home in her bed. The four family members all ate bagels together this morning and I do believe all of us sighed many sighs of happiness to be together once again.
Yes, Rosalyn Glenn is here and we are celebrating like there's no tomorrow! I skipped work at the compound and we headed out for lunch with some wine and talk talk talk. Happy May 15th, pallies!
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I go to Georgia every year and I've never been there.
jw
Joy and happiness to the Stern-Heffs!
You and I have something in common. We both lost our little brothers. That word LOST is so dumb. Much love to you. I know exactly what it is like. It hurts. It feels unfair. So much left to say and do.
-martha
Martha, special thanks to you for reading and commenting, and understanding. I am thinking a lot about you and your fam these days.