So today is my birthday...41 this year. I had a huge party last year and I'm so glad I did. Granted, it was expensive and we really couldnt afford it at the time...but so many people came...including my mom. and my dad. See they divorced after 30 odd years of marriage...and it made me feel so good that they both came to my party.
This year my family has been wonderful to me today. Went out to breakfast at McDonalds...the kids and nieces all made me wonderful cards that I adore. I'll scan some of them in later...on the new printer/scanner/fax machine that Dale gave me...while sitting on my new desk chair he also gave me. Then we took the birthday money that Grandmother King, Siler & AM (her's was house warming money) gave me and bought me a new desk. Pictures of that to follow after Dale puts it together.
But the one thing that keeps hurting me is the absence of my mom. Every birthday, she'd be the first one on the phone to me to sing Happy Birthday..or to sing it to my answering machine. And re-tell the story of how late I was...how hot it was that summer of '67. How my grandmother Siler couldnt believe she wasn't going to spell Gina with a J instead so that my mom and I would have the same initials. How it was a Saturday morning around 10am when I was born. Noone can tell it quite like a Mom.
I sooo miss her.
1 comment:
I know I am behind a bit but we have had a summer that has pushed ever single Mama challenge button that exists. Two normal to only a bit challenging boys, one over-the-top, can't stay a step ahead, ready to handcuff her to a therapist's chair daughter.
It looked like you had an amazing birthday. I know that your Mama was the first person to wish you a happy one. And me, I'm last, but no less deeply honest that I hope you had a wonderful birthday and you know, you only look more beautiful with every picture I see.
Even a little late, I love you and happy birthday!
Cindi
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