9:39am – Happy Birthday Nanny

PROVE IT, HERMY……

Today is my grandmother’s 83rd birthday.  Nanny – Daddy’s mother.  Mama’s mother, Memaw, turns 83 in February (the 24th).  I just called Nanny, and we had a pretty nice chat.  She’s feeling pretty ucky today, which sucks, because it is, after all, HER day!  I hate it when people don’t get to enjoy their birthdays!!!!

I’m glad I woke up after 9am, because it’s not as long to wait till I hear from My Mikey.  He and I have gotten so much closer recently, and I love it so very much.  I love HIM so very much!!!!!  I have this intense fear that once he gets here, he’ll get tired of the reality of day-to-day life with me, but I’m smart enough not to let that stop me from getting him home anyway.  I have never felt for another person what I feel for My Mikey.  He is unique and special – and NOT like everyone else!!!!  LOL  I say that, because one of my favorite things to say is :

“You’re unique and special – just like everyone else!!!!”

I have been blessed with this man.  He is the most loving, caring, supportive, beautiful man I have ever known in my life, and I plan to let him know this on a daily basis for, oh, say, THE REST OF MY LIFE!!!!!

Thanks to Mikey (My Mikey), I see plenty of reasons to keep on truckin’ when life throws me new curves, which it seems  to enjoy doing.  That’s life, eh, folks?  He has renewed me; made me complete.  It’s been a long, difficult search to find him, and now that I have, I’m not about to let go!

I love you, My Mikey.  I love you more today than yesterday, and I will love you even more tomorrow.  Just imagine how much I’ll love you in 50 years or so! 😉

You are my life, baby.  Thank you for being you.

On another topic….

I was thinking about Daddy last night.  It is coming up really fast (16 days from now) to the anniversary of his death.  It will be 15 years since he died.  December 20 will mark 15 years!!!  My God, how time can fly and crawl all at the same time.  That never ceases to amaze me.  The strange thing is what prompted me to focus so much on Daddy last night.  I was walking out of the store to my car last night, and I couldn’t help but think about lighting a cigarette….chronic smoker, here!  It occurred to me that the first time I saw a refillable butane lighter was when a German friend of ours named Jurgen lived in Corsicana for a while.  He and Daddy were really close to each other, and I wondered, strangely enough, what Daddy would’ve thought if he had known that my refillable lighter was only about 2 bucks, as opposed to what they cost when he was alive.  Sometimes, the weirdest thoughts go through my head, but it made me miss my Daddy.

Life goes on, and I am sure he’s happy for me now.  Probably, he is saying, “It’s about goddamned time!!!!”, wherever he may have landed.

I love you, Daddy!  Be with your Mama on her birthday, k?

Be with MY Mama, too.  She loves you, Daddy.  She will need to feel you on the 20th.

My Mikey, I love you forever times PI cubed plus one,

Your Jack