One of my favorite times with you and/or Jack is driving home from school. If, by chance, you feel like talking and sharing what you did in school, then my day is made. The other day I brought Jack home from school for the first time this school year. He told me what he did, what he learned and he made me laugh with some new jokes. This is one I really liked:
Dad, do you know that peanut butter is a bad word?
No, I didn't know that.
Yup, it's got, "Pee" and "Nut" and "Butt."
Wow, I never looked at it that way. That's a good one.
I am glad that Jack is learning such important stuff at school. Jack makes me laugh. You used to have a lot of good jokes, too. I miss you making me laugh. You know that most of the time I cry when I think about you. I bet you wouldn't want that. I am sure that you want us all laughing. Some day. In the meantime, the next few weeks from the High Holidays to your birthday are going to be especially hard. And then comes the first anniversary of your death a week before my birthday and two weeks before Jack's birthday. I don't think I'll ever have a really "happy" birthday ever again.
I miss your smile and those dimples. I hope you are okay. I love you so much.
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