This is my first blog post here. I was going to write on my own blog -- I'm a pet blogger -- but I think this is a safer place, for now.
My late non-husband (we were not married, but were together 30 years lol) would have been 75 today. He was born on the exact same day as Ringo Starr, and had the same energy and young looks. We were 20 years apart in age, and now I have the opportunity to catch up to him, I guess.
I just got back from running to the Dunkin' Donuts for some iced coffee; and visiting his grave at the cemetery. To see his birthdate there, on the headstone, and realize that he didn't make it to 75 really bugs me. We would have had a huge party for him, like we did for his 70th (and boy, am I grateful we did that 5 years ago!). Instead, we had a huge party all right.... his memorial celebration back in May, not even two months ago. So, instead of a wedding (we tried, but he died faster than we could make it happen); instead of a 75th b-day party; we had a memorial party instead. It was a huge extravaganza, and if I had a nickel for everyone who came up to me during the party and said, "Wow, this is just like a wedding." My heart broke into a million-and-one pieces each time that was said. Like, hello, people did you not realize??? Apparently not.
His Facebook page still exists, and many people have already written on it today with birthday wishes, most of them followed by an RIP or something like that. I find it creepy that people write on a dead guy's wall. But then, there are the people who "didn't get the memo" that he is dead!! "Happy birthday, and here's to many more." Ouch! Really?? How did ya not get the memo!!?
This past weekend, 4th of July, the Grateful Dead played three sold-out shows in Chicago, my home town (but I live in Massachusetts now). I was a Deadhead back in the days BEFORE I met my guy. We were both fans, however. Well, somehow, I didn't hear about these shows until yesterday, when they were all over and done with. 50 years of The Dead, and me being a huge Deadhead, like I said before. I saw them many times, back in the day, with Jerry. I even had a picture of Jerry on my wall at work for many years after he passed. Well, I have been dreading today (my guy's birthday); and last night, I purchased all three Dead shows on On Demand. I watched the first two hours before going to bed last night, and I'm going to cue it up and have it playing all day today. I took the day off from work -- can't stand the thought of seeing anyone today. Anyway, playing the concert last night really made me feel good. I put on a sun dress and danced around the living room, just like the old days. I have come full-circle. My DeadHead days were before I met him. While we both remained "fans" forever, now, here I am again, grooving to the Dead. It's a weird circle-of-life thing I never thought would be a connect-the-dots thing. But there it is. To top it off, if I had known about the shows, I would have had a free place (many of them) to stay in Chi-town, and of course free airfare since I'm a travel agent. It just goes to show you, everything happens for a reason. I still don't know what those reasons are, for most things!
The sun is coming out. I'm home spending the day with my dogs and cats, in our home, the home he loved.
If you read this whole thing, thank you so much for listening, and for your support.