Happy Birthday's are a tricky thing. Since Mark signed-off in 1994 his absence is ironically larger than life even though you learn to cope with and more or less manage grief. The void is a constant squatters matter of the heart with no intention of ever vacating the spartan empty space.
The memories are vivid and prompt sentimental and forlorn feelings. You are missed more than we can say Mark, yet you always seem to be around. You and I still share a birthday I have not doubt, it is just very noticeable that you are not physically here especially in September.
As Mom would say; "K.I.T! (keep in touch). 🕊
