September 2006. 

We had Chinese takeout in the dayroom. I brought the food, paper plates and napkins.  I even brought my own present that you had selected for me, a statue of the Goddess of the Greenwood. I still have her, broken and glued together again. Kind of like me.

The real gift was your presence. It was the last time we celebrated my birthday together. 

The last ones were the sweetest.  My birthday.  The sabbats from Mabon to Ostara. Your birthday. The memories are sweet and timeless.