We're all mad here

Last night, I ventured out. I rarely ever go anywhere (recluse from hell here). I went to a biker rally in the old part of my sweet little home town of Cottonwood, AZ   called the "Thunder Valley Rally" .   My friend (she's also my self-proclaimed “Goddaughter”) gave me a ride to it. I got to sit beside her beautiful little girl- That was the highlight of the ride! She said if I couldn't get a ride home, let her know. I walked from where she dropped me off into the closed off street area. They were allowing motorcycle traffic, but no 4 wheeled vehicles. Motorcycles lined the street. Lines of shining chrome. The thunder-ish rumble of the engines as they rode to and fro was powerful music to my ears. I took some naprosyn before I left home so the pain wouldn't be too bad and I had a really good time. The weather was perfect. There were some really good bands, beautiful motorcycles, and I saw SO MANY PEOPLE I hadn't seen in ages- from high school. If I

Happy birthday, Micheal You'd be 32 today... Time flies in some ways. Yet, in other ways, it stands still. It's 13 years you've been gone. I will never forget the day you born.  I couldn't stop kissing you. You had such massive, electric energy!  You gave off a vibration from the minute you were born. You peed on the nurses  (all 3 of them, good shot!) and you stuck your tongue out at me. From that day forward,  there was never a dull moment. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHEAL. I would make you a big cake &  give you all the candy you wanted to eat if you were here. How could anyone ever forget your love for candy? You were the greatest love out of all I have met. You still are, because I hold you close in my heart. Death doesn't end love- & a mother's love is eternal.