I just got back from having a beer in the closest neighborhood bar. Unfortunately, it wasn't for my birthday, it was in memory of my Aunt Patty. She passed away this morning from lung cancer. The reason I had a beer in a neighborhood bar in her memory was that she owned and operated a neighborhood bar for years. This, of course, was back when
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Spike is holding on for a bit longer, and while the idea of losing him on my birthday at first sucked, now I hope he lasts that long; getting to celebrate his life every year on my birthday would be a pretty neat thing, honestly. I hope you find that you are able to feel the same way about your Aunt dying today. Hugs!
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