Today is Doug's birthday. He would have been fourty-nine today. I can imagine the celebration we would be having with his favorite dinner and cherry chip cake for dessert. I can hear his sweet laugh as he opens the funny gifts from his kids. He would have loved cheering on his favorite people in our summer Sunday shows. The rest of the world will not notice today as any different. I feel like I always will. We are going camping without him for the first time this week. It's going to be difficult. There was so much that we relied on him for. I miss you, Doug.