It is March 31—her birthday. It is very early afternoon 5000 miles away where she is celebrating her birthday. I am driving in to work as the sun shines magnificently in the eastern sky. And as brilliant as this early spring sun appears, it pales in comparison to the radiance of her smile. She is more magnificent in beauty that the natural wonder that veils the warming days of spring. The morning birds are alive with song singing beautiful refrains, and still the sound of her voice is a symphony of beauty making the birds sound like one note simple melodies. I could float away in the tranquil pools of her green eyes that are more inviting than any safe Caribbean harbor. She is love. She is surrounded by her family who love her dearly and they celebrate her special day. Yet one who loves her more than life itself is missing. He is half a world away. He feels lost that he cannot be beside her on this day to share her special day. His heart is there. He wants to put his arms around her to hug her tightly a warm loving embrace. He longs to touch his lips to hers in a gentle lovers congratulations kiss. He longs to be beside her family as they sing happy birthday. He sits in moderate state of melancholy missing her on this day more than he misses her any other day. This day is special for her. Her family loves her and makes her birthday very special and bright, even as the shadows of quarantine and restrictions try to darken her special day. But there will be no thought of those shadows as her smile brightens the room and gives warmth to all those around her. She is beautiful.She is love. He can only hope that she misses him being there beside her as much as he.