Kathleen's Blog

45 years ago something happened.  I wasn’t even born yet, but it was something so significant that it would change my life. For the better.

Jay entered the world on August 10, 1969 and while our stories are similar in so many way, they were separate.

But after our first date, our stories started to intermingle a little. And then a lot.

And then his story and my story became our story.

We live. We fight. We make-up. We cry. We Laugh. We are blessed. 

And so our story keeps going.

Happy Birthday to the man who can still take my breath away, make me laugh until I cry and whose voice I can’t wait to hear at the end of the day.

Love, me