Not Forgotten:

 

I knew the day was coming, but I purposely did not do the calculation in my head. The special event has always been exactly one month and 8 days after mine. I was curious, but I avoided pinpointing the date to avoid the emotional gloom it would bring. My late ex-partner, Tommy Foster, would have turned 50 years old yesterday. 

I got texts from Tommy's ex-wife, who has kept in touch, confirming that yesterday was his birthday. She sent me pictures of their 23 year old son Matthew releasing balloons into the air to celebrate his birthday. It was very touching and moving. Tommy may be gone, but he will never be forgotten. 

Tommy's death has haunted me. It has been over a year since I gave his Eulogy, which I still keep a copy safely tucked away in the same suit pocket where it has rested all this time. 

I continue to take Tommy's death hard thinking of him most every day. Usually, it's when I go to bed. He was there when I first got Boudreaux and Pierre as puppies. Having them there in bed with me helps connect me to Tommy and brings me comfort. 

Tommy, if you can somehow read this, please know that you are always thought of down here. I miss your vibrancy, friendship, and loving spirit. You will always be cherished for the person you are. It's been an honor to have shared a part of our lives together. You still reside in my heart and will always be there.