Long Day

So in about 10 min a new calendar day begins, camel hump, middle of the week day and the one day that is listed on my birth certificate as my birthday.  Today 2 of my Flour Bluff friends, high school sweethearts and happily married all this time were finally found. Victims of a mud slide, well the whole side of a mountain just sort of fell off, in Washington state several weeks ago.  I am so sad to hear  this and sitting here thinking instead of in my bed sleeping,  what a sweet wonderful priviledge it was to have known Steve & Theresa Harris. I guess it just gives me a sense of awe and wonder along with the sadness and feelings of loss, to have grown up with a couple so connected that they actually die on the same day.  Romantic books and tear jerker movies are made of such although when the story is non-fiction and memories are not from a script the 'real' sets in like running into a brick wall even though I am sitting still on my brown sofa. Lots to think about, gotta work in a few hours.  I think it is gonna be a long day. I am 53, happy birthday to me. Farewell my friends,  Theresa & Steve. Life is so very precious.