As the first anniversary of your passing draws near, I find myself thinking of you all the time. When I listen to the birds. When I walk and see all the spring bulbs coming up, I think of you and your beautiful garden. There is even a cat who looks so much like Jack ( and acts like him too) who occasionally crosses my path. I miss you my dear friend. In the sadness of our loss , I am also reminded of how blessed I was to have been a part of your extremely wide and varied circle of friends, "your tribe". I feel your presence often Cheryl and take comfort in the fact that you are watching over all of us ❤️❤️🙏🙏