Wednesday, February 2, 2011



Happy 60th birthday.

Thank you for being alive.

You & I were talking the other night. I was busy running errands and tired. You were relaxing at home, watching an old Stallone movie. I was jealous of your relaxing night and you said to me "Bet you wish you were me."

Yes, I do wish I were you. For the first time in a long time, I do. I wish I had your strength and tenacity.


As you turn 60 (and don't look a day over 50, I swear!), also celebrate your 6 months + 3 days of sobriety and re-entry back into life.

Celebrate 60. Celebrate life. I'll be doing that for you on this end of the country.

I love you.


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