Just a few minutes ago, I went her her facebook page just find comfort in how many people were still celebrating her birthday here. The first post I saw on her page was a picture posted by her husband:
And then I realized...how silly of me to think that Amy would be so selfish as to not let everyone enjoy a celebration, even if human years meant nothing to her any more. Amy was a bright and colorful woman from her ear to ear smile to her fuscia hair. Amy would decorate the sky with rainbows so that everyone here on earth could celebrate; celebrate her, her life, and the prospect of us all being together again.
Happy Birthday Amy!