I’m in the middle of writing a post about the visit of our dear friends from France, Pascale, Jacky, and Pascale’s daughter Anna, but while I was stalling a bit to see if Pascale would send me any photos I should be sure to include, life got in the way. I promise to finish it soon, but couldn’t let today pass without a quick note of gratitude that 66 years ago today, my beloved David was born. Two years ago, I posted this, neither of us knowing his cancer would be discovered within a month. And now he’s been gone seven months. Yes, he has “slipped the surly bonds of earth” * but he is certainly not forgotten.  (*John Gillespie Magee Jr.)

I’m at Sunapee today, where David celebrated so many birthdays . . .

Always loved those dimples — but even more the man, of course! Excellent work, there, God!

I still miss David so much, but try to focus more on the very great blessing it was to share nearly forty years of my life with him. His spirit is very much alive with me and with all who love him, and for that I am also profoundly grateful.

Here’s hoping you lift a word or thought of thanks today for our beloved David and the joy he brought to all of our lives!