I hope this finds you all well. Many of you have recently sent very sweet messages around today, Greg’s birthday (March 19). Your ongoing love and support continues to be greatly appreciated. To commemorate our beloved Greg on his birthday, my parents, Howard, Stacy, Ariel, Samantha, David, Shelby and I spent the evening together at my parents’ home. We ordered in Greg’s favorite food to scarf down as soon as possible upon returning to Chicago when he lived away — Mongolian beef, sesame chicken, and chicken fried rice from House of Hunan. We drank vodka gimlets, one of his favorite drinks. And we each wrote a note to Greg, attached it to the ribbon of a helium balloon and released them all at once in the sky in Lincoln Park, across from my parents’ apartment, our family home. We also told some Greg stories. We said the kaddish.
While it was obviously a bittersweet day and night, and our lives will now likely always be that way, it was as fitting a way as possible to memorialize our beloved Greg on his birthday and I think he was smiling down at us. I particularly felt his presence during the balloon part of the evening — when a cluster of balloons that had gotten stuck on the branches of a tall, old tree were blown free into the sky. We stood watching them float further and further west into the distance and there was something beautiful about that moment. Maybe we could all do this in years to come on March 19, wherever you are that day . . .
Sending you all wishes of love and peace.
-Judith, on behalf of the Feldmans