Today you should be turning 32. I feel like I need to catch you up on what life is like right now, on what would be your 32nd birthday, but I kind of feel like you already know? (I am not really sure how the Other Side/Heaven works) Long story short, the world is pretty messed up but we do have a lot more streaming service options now, and Jon Stewart has his own show again.
I hope you got to see the birthday day-of-service last weekend. It was hard work this year! I have tried to keep up this tradition. We got to meet some sweet pups, and the cutest cats. I hope you saw all the people who turned out in your honor. You are so missed here Earthside.
Sometimes I still think of an alternate reality where you didn’t die. Where tomorrow we’d do birthday stuff with friends, or maybe we’d just keep it lowkey and watch a movie. We might eat Indian food or sushi, and I would make you take photos and let me sing happy birthday. A life where maybe we are married, or maybe not. Maybe we have a house and a foster dog. I imagine that you are teaching science in some capacity, and you love it. And your students love you. We travel together and we try new restaurants all the time. We still argue and disagree on a lot, but we work through it. We laugh every day, and we have built a nice little life together. We survived the worst of things, and we know we can get through anything. That alternate reality sounds so sweet to me because you get to be 32.
Every birthday since you died I have tried to do things you’d like to do. And, I will continue that tradition. I will eat your favorite foods, sleep late, play some piano, and spend time with Kitty Cat. I will tip waitstaff extra, and I will smile a lot. And, I will miss you with every breath just like I do every day.
Happy birthday, Boris. I love you forever.