In my world, yesterday was no ordinary Monday. It was August 31st. In the past this day was filled with Birthday cake, memories of laughter, and of course plenty of gifts. Back then, with every effort to make this day “extra special” for him it became extra special for me. Yet now it’s different, and I find myself every 31st of August sadlyÂ filled with silence and a drive to Greenwood, (the place he once said was the most beautiful cemetery he’d ever seen). Yesterday’s visit though was a little different. It took years after his death for me to draw again, (really draw again). So in honor of his Birthday (and to give him one more gift) I decided to do just that, draw him a picture.
Happy Birthday Carl! – with each day, xoÂ Michele