A Birthday Memory

Today would have been Euan's 38th birthday. I wish he could've still been here to celebrate his special day, with a new heart, a new chance at a healthier life. Tomorrow he will have been gone 6 months. The past several weeks have been a bit difficult to get through, because I've been thinking about him so much lately, and how much I miss him. I miss our long chats online. I miss the books we used to write to each other in email. I miss our webcam chats, seeing each other and waving hello or goodbye. Today I remembered everything, and wished Euan a happy day up there in heaven, where I know he's been enjoying himself. I know that I'll see him once again some day, and I can't wait for that day. But for now, what I can do in the meantime is keep his memory alive. He was a kind and passionate man, a funny man, a man who had a heart of gold. And he'll always live that way forever.

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Anonymous said…
Hugs to ya..I know how special Euan was and still is. I know you will always hold a special place in your heart for him. So happy that you two were able to share some happy memories together..

I am always here if ya need a shoulder to lean or cry one..Love ya lots...
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Janie said…
Was he a friend you met online or a friend you knew for a long time? He has to be in a better place, and I am sure in peace...
12:13 PM
Colleen said…
Jane, Euan found me on Match.com 6 years ago, and we formed a friendship at first, but in the last several years of his life, we realized how much we actually liked each other more than that. He had health problems, too. He died in March during his heart transplant. I do know he is in peace now, but of course, I do still find it hard to believe that he is gone.
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