Another year has come and gone, another year of missing you.
Eleven years ago I ran my ninth marathon on your sweet sixteenth birthday.
Today I "ran" a one mile race. I thought of you while I ran like I have so many times over the years.
Tonight I donated platelets in honor of your twenty seventh birthday.
Some things have changed over the years.
Missing you and wishing things were different have not.
|Cutting the cake-2002|