Today would have been my father’s 67th birthday but it is really his first birthday.. that he isn’t with us.
I’m told the feelings of loss subside over time and I suspect people are right. For us, it’s only been about nine months and I still feel a heavy void. I can’t remember a day I haven’t thought of him and I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve started to dial his phone to tell him something trivial.
Today is his birthday and birthdays were a big deal to him. Well, any holiday or life event was something he would celebrate. Often, over celebrate. I don’t mean over served. I mean over celebrate by decorating five dozen Easter eggs for six people, making sure everyone around had noisemakers on the 4th of July, seeing to it that he had way too many decorations out for Halloween, or having the best looking tree for Christmas. He loved a reason to celebrate.
So, today I’ll try to celebrate his life and memory with lots of his smiling photos because that is something else he did to excess… Smile.