Boy George and the Last Best Day
Three months and one day prior to my wife’s unexpected passing, we attended our final concert together. It was a special night.
The next day was our 22nd anniversary.
We celebrated early.
We would not make it to our 23rd as my beloved wife unexpectedly passed away three months and one day later.
Our early 22nd, though, was one hell of a time.
It was, in fact, our last best day.
Lorie and I used to “create our own fun,” a signature Eisenberg effort that led to us having a blast even when there was nothing much going on. This is why in the myriad photos I post of my late wife on Medium, she is always smiling.
Actually, in fairness, she took over social director responsibilities of the household. By so doing, she kept our marriage fresh and eventful.
I happily give her that credit and I will always be grateful.
If there were no events happening on a given day, we’d go on a road trip and sample the local flair. Or, we’d hit a movie or go out with friends. Or… maybe we’d order in and watch a movie on Netflix, play a board game or just talk.
