8 birthdays missing you
Without you I live
doing what I love to do
Write, dance, play, ride, love
PS I think you’d have loved this one, played loud, really loud.
I remember when you loved that song by Staind “It’s Been Awhile” so much that you named a horse Benawhile. Benny’s still around, last I heard, giving lessons to kids.
Don’t worry, we’re doing okay 95% of the time. Today I’m said because it’s your birthday, remembering trail rides and dinners and laughing and crying and loving; i miss us looking up knowing exactly what the other was thinking. Damn I miss you but onward I travel, books to read, books to write, songs to hear, friends to make, horses to hug, dogs to cuddle, people to love, you get the idea 🙂
Sending you peace and love.