It comes but once a year

Well it is that day again. I have never been accused of being the one who lets things go easily. I am the guy who dwells on the past, and spends too much time contemplating what could have been, and not enough time preparing for what is. However, I think I have done a pretty good job of letting some things go this year.

This blog entry is primarily for me, and wont make sense to anybody else save one. I can honestly say that I have let go of the fantasy I had created around those fond memories i thought we shared. I have accepted you for what you have always been, and not what I made you out to be. And yet, on this day, my mind does embrace your memory and the friendship we once shared.

Your name came up a few weeks ago with an old friend, whom I hadnt seen in a number of years. And I learned that you had come in contact with her sometime in the past year. I was strong enough to not delve too much into your life, and thus, keep the distance in your absense, as i would in your presence. I hope you are well. I hope your family is well. And I simply wish you a happy birthday, and another year of life, love, and happiness. You will always be in my prayers, but you can be confident that I am starting to look forward, and hopefully, though slowly, becoming the man you long told me i could become.

God Bless