Saturday, July 30, 2011


I realized this afternoon in yoga class that it is the 31st of July. It would have been my dad's 95th birthday, had he still been with us. Happy birthday dad, wherever you are.


marlyat2 said...

Tomorrow, Robbi!

I felt all disoriented for a minute...

You are a good daughter to him still.

Robbi said...

Okay. Got confused. I should go visit his grave today, or eat something particularly nice; he would appreciate that.