Time Flies

Dear Mike,


You would be 43 today. My life is like a whirlwind right now. I had wanted to share this day and celebrate your life with more family. I'm just happy I am able to carry on tradition this year with Fionnegan and Corrianna. Kerrigan is hard at work for the family in Portland and working on our house there. We are scrambling to finish it. We're making enchiladas and chocolate eclairs today, after we take care of the horses though. We talk about you. Fionn asks questions from time to time. He wants to bring you flowers. I was thinking that I'd bring him to your grave when I visit next, hopefully in December. Yesterday he told Corri that I might cry a few tears today. I have trouble imagining where you would be in our lives this past year. It seems like other times it's so obvious to me what you would have been doing, what your life would be like. It's been a year of tremendous change for everyone in the family. It's crazy really how it's happened all at once and none of the change... relocation, multiple big moves, home renovations, business ventures and job changes...have been quick or small. Probably much like the year we all had our first child.

It's hard to believe we're nearing 20 years since you died. I've been dreaming of a big celebration of your life in 2015...well, my own celebration of it. An art installation, celebration, experience. A travel through your life and my mind. It could be appreciated by anyone and thought provoking to those that knew/know you and me.
I love you. I look for pieces of you in my life. I notice reminders of you out and about. I always think of you when I listen to Depeche Mode. I listened to them a lot on a recent drive to and from Portland. Loosing you was a mountainous loss but not one that defeated me. My heart will forever be broken open.

Happy Birthday!


Love,

Gabby