We were on the east coast for Mary's birthday. Just the second since she died. Definitely different than the first one. This one we were on the move—from New York, to Northern Virginia/DC area. In a way, it was an echo of part of her life. She met Dieter in New York, and ended up in the DC area with him. And we were even going to stay with Ann and Warren, two of their long-time friends.
I was less surprised to find myself extra emotional this year. And just as happy to remember the amazing person she was.
By the time my birthday rolled around a few days later, we were down in Ocracoke.
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