Recently Mike and I were having a steaming morning cup of coffee together. He was reading the paper while I was blogging. It was a peacefully blissful morning. He mentioned an obituary he was reading that stated a memorial service celebrating the person's life would be held but not until Summer. Mike made some comment about the length of time before the celebration, would people remember? Meaning to be sweet I said, "If you die before me I will celebrate every day."
Wait, what?!
Wait, what?!
