Today, February 28, would have been...
his 78th birthday. "Happy Birthday, dear one!"
I often wonder what might have been. He was just beginning to get gray when I lost him and we used to tease each other about growing old together.
I remember once we were in the market doing some grocery shopping and all of a sudden I heard him say "Awwww..honey...." and he kissed the top of my heart..right there in the store.
I said "What???" and he said "you've got a couple of gray hairs right on top of your head.:
I remember I glowered at him...and marched off..then of course I was on the look out for some on his head. And so it went. Then he was gone.
Memories of the way we were... *smiling*