Today is your birthday, Ingrid, and we are all missing you.
I just talked to a friend who told me about a dream she'd had, and we agreed that you'd have made hay with it. Lesbians! Aliens! Lesbian aliens! We both laughed to think what you'd have done with her odd and funny dream. It surely would have been even more odd, even funnier, by the time you were through.
I miss your good and bright brain, Ingrid. You were so smart, so quick-witted. I miss my verbal sparring buddy.
Happy birthday, dear, sweet Ingrid. I hope you are celebrating, wherever you are. I love you.
Saturday, May 4, 2013
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