Up on a hill there you were. I drove all over to find you saying “where are you old man?”.  Then out of nowhere I saw the hill and Sir Miles Davis was there to greet me. Geez how was I going to get there. There weren’t signs clearly stating Hillcrest.   I used to pride myself and say I had no sense of direction.  Well direction kicked in and I followed the natural path uphill. 

It took me some time walking around looking at all the niches and then when I turned the corner there you were. Smacked me right in the face. I complained that they put you in the back.   When I think back to today, I knew when you shook head no-that tomorrow would never come for you. Thank you for the last year. Today when I saw you, I felt the biggest release and sense of calmness. I hope you felt that I did right by you when you were alive.  Like Nat King Cole says “Unforgettable. In every way.  And forever more. That’s how you’ll stay.”

Fly high on that hill and when you see the moon send me fairy dust.