It was a warm spring day in Boston. The sun shining down on your back made you forget about the harsh New England winters. The kids were putting away their sleds and mittens and trading them in for baseballs and tank tops. The ladies were cleaning their apartment windows and the men could drive their cars to work with the top down. At night they could finally catch their beloved Red Sox playing at Fenway Park.
Sam lived for this time of the year. Like everybody else he felt born again. Kind of ironic though that he was going to the graveyard to pay visit to someone important to him. It was her birthday and he wanted to sing "Happy Birthday" to her. He wasn't one to think of that afterlife or death at all. It scares him to think about it. The unknown aspect of the whole dying process is just that profound.
He turns right on East Ave and up the little hill, lined with headstones. He finds a place to park and makes way to find that one specific grave with that one specific woman in it. It takes him a while but he sees it. He was suprised that the big personality that was Diane Chambers could have such a small marker.
"Hi, Diane," he says holding the bouqet of red roses he got her close to his heart. He was getting emotional. It had been a couple of years since they said goodbye for good and she left to go back to California. He didn't know why she wanted to come back to Boston but she did and her plane crashed. Her body was flown back here because this was where her mother wanted her to be. Sam was the only one from Cheers who attended her funeral.
He finally lies down over the grass and places the roses next to her headstone. Diane Mary Chambers 1957-1995. An angel in life and in Heaven. Simple, yet touching. He began to rub the headstone as if it were her hair.
"Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday, Sweetheart. Happy Birthday to you."
He concluded the song with a kiss on her name. He didn't care how silly it might have looked to somebody. Sam would never really admit to how much he still loved her after all these years and all the emotional Hell they had been through together. He guessed you couldn't understand love, you just let it be. She was now in Heaven and he silently wished her a good afterlife. God has her in His arms, but he knew he had her in his heart.