One year ago, Mike left us for points unknown. Maybe it was heaven, maybe it was for another life, on another planet. I don't know. He crossed that bridge into the unknown; into the beloved. It feels like it was just last week, but as Jenna says we know it's been a year because we've counted the days.
Jenna left some flowers and street chalk at the bike racks this morning, leaving a written message too. Someone had thrown the flowers away by the time I got there, but they were found in the trash and replaced. Eventually they were added to.
We had a lovely gathering tonight at Trip and Jane's. People gathered to eat, drink and celebrate Mike's life with us. It is nice to know that Jenna and I still have the support of those friends of Mike's that came to help us last year. Whenever I think I don't have friends in Florida, I am reminded that Mike's friends are my friends too. And good people they are. We are blessed.
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