Today is supposed to be Peg's birthday. A day for her to share with her husband, children and family. Well I know Peg is with them, in spirit, sharing the most wonderful of birthdays up in Heaven. Its just not what we all wanted for her. I want to share the first time I met Peg and the impact she has had on my life. I met Peg for the first time on Mother's day 1988. It was the first time I met the Cavanaugh family. On the way over to Karen's house Tom was giving me a little bit of information about each of his sisters. When he talked of Peg he was sure that she and I would get along well. He told me that Peg had this incredible sense and outlook on life and a great sense of humor. I don't recall the exact words that he used but that was it in a nutshell. He was so right about her. She was always such a natural at making anyone comfortable in any situation. She did have an incredibly unique way of living life. She really knew how to celebrate her life. So for this reason I will celebrate in my heart today the honor I had, although much shorter than I would have liked, in knowing such a terrific person. Since Peg's untimely death I try to look at life so differently. I try to remember what a gift my life is to myself and to others. Somehow I feel that if Peg wanted me to get anything out of her death it would be to live life to the fullest as I believe she did. So I will try to do that. And so, Happy Birthday, Peg. I miss you and love you but I know you are safe in God's hands and thats my comfort.
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