We celebrated Jimmi’s birthday.

Our friend Cindy has a son who died when he was 30, and last night we went out for pizza to help her celebrate what would have been his 47th birthday. They always eat pizza since it’s what Jimmi would always request. One of her other friends thoughtfully arranged for a bunch of us to meet them at the restaurant, and they were surprised and happy. She said on Facebook, “Best thing that’s happened to me in a long time.”