Days of Wine and Roses

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The song “Days of Wine and Roses” comes to my mind today. It would have been my late husband Marin’s birthday. It is funny that a whole year has gone by already since his last birthday and he is not here. I remember his birthday two years ago in 2016 when the weather allowed us to celebrate in our garden in Riga, Latvia. It was the last birthday I took photos so I am including a photo of Martin here. Last year it was not good weather and it was windy, sunny and rainy and we celebrated sitting in the garage where we had some chairs and a table. Last year it was like a premonition that things could change and I didn’t take any photos. The previous year I have good memories of the two of us sitting by the punch bowl long into the night watching a lovely full moon rise in the sky. Sid seems to realize that this is a different kind of day because he is acting out of the ordinary as if looking for something that is not there. He has found a space to sleep by a window next to the PC I work on and last night twice he sat up wide-eyed and just looked. It was then that I knew we had a visitor and it made me glad. Later tonight I will light a candle and have some wine. I have a sort of philosophical question for you all. The U.S. time wise is seven hours behind Latvia. So how do things work out with birthdays? In Latvia, his birthday is long over but here in Florida I can still remember and light a candle. Why does that make me feel strange?