Tomorrow is Tom’s 50th Birthday.
Wow, where has the time gone? I wish I could say something really profound and meaningful, but as usual, I’m sitting here with a tear in my eye.
We’ve been through so much, we’ve done so much, it feels like I’ve known him forever. And yet, nothing is all that different.
Happy Birthday, my love. You are a treasure. May we have many more happy and healthy days ahead.
I had tried to put together a huge party, but Tom didn’t want the fuss and attention. We’ll have a quiet dinner with some close friends, drink some good stuff, eat some good food, and I’m sure a guitar or two will come out. And then he can go to work on Thursday with a raging hangover. haha
“I don’t feel old. I don’t feel anything till noon. That’s when it’s time for my nap.”
“I will never be an old man. To me, old age is always 15 years older than I am.”