Reading "Zits" comic strip in the Sunday funnies yesterday. The one cartoon Michael and I regularly shared laughs over. Right til the end. Both of us recognizing our mother/son relationship so accurately mirrored there. First frame, dated January 8, 2012. Mother on the phone. "Hello Olive Garden? I'd like to make a reservation for three for my son's birthday." This story concluding with the teenage son making last minute changes to the plans. Leaving his mom banging her head against the wall. Really? Same birthday??? Immediately recognizing this sign from my witty son. Still sharing laughs. Offering up humour to lighten the load. Our family and two friends later marking Michael's birthday at The Old Spaghetti Factory. The idea leaping in a couple of months ago. This inexpensive restaurant with its lively energy always his first pick for a dinner out. Our group acknowledging the significance of this day with stories and laughter over a meal. Helping to take the edge of an extremely difficult occasion.