April 25th— the perfect date. Time marches on. Today, time is the gift. I persist. I live. This was supposed to be a memorial— for the living. I am living mine. Deadlines came. Expiration dates passed. Time marched on. I stayed. Living while dying. Someday will come. Not today. No more somedays— today. What will be said? He was kind. Always be in search— what is your churro? what is your joy? Someday— not today. Time marches on, taking me with it. Gratitude— for the time, for living my memorial, for the gift of you. Who did you thank today? Time is your gift. Live your memorial. Tell people they matter. Be a living one. I will leave. I will persist. Keep posting churros— my symbol of joy. Always be in search. Live joy. Live gratitude. Live while living. You'll see me. You'll know I am with you. The perfect date— not too hot, not too cold. All you need is a light jacket and a churro. Make every day the perfect date— and I'll be there.