48 years ago tomorrow, Heather Annette Henry was born in San Francisco. 36 years later she was a faceless penpal from Minnesota. A year later she was sitting next to me as we started our life together. A year after that we were married with the world ahead of us. Five days shy of four months ago tomorrow Heather moved on to her next destination.
I found out today that the author of the letter that I read at Heather's celebration has vacationed in Chester California for the last 30 years. Heather and she may have actually met and just reunited through her blog. I told her today in an e-mail that the next time she goes to Chester to look up Heather's dad and second mom and maybe they could share some time together. Small world isn't it?
Tomorrow I will wake up. I will go to Starbucks and order a Chai. I will come home hold Heather and sing happy birthday to her. I will find a piece of chocolate cake with white frosting and eat it. I will take my last midterm and I may see a movie with a friend and if not I will go and see Harry Potter by myself. I will again celebrate Heather's life.
Though I may be without her presence, I will always be with her essence.
Happy Birthday Wifey we love you.