He didn’t like his birthday. It was many years ago that he declared he wouldn’t celebrate it any more.
Very silly! Especially since he knew that wouldn’t work. Come on now, doting fathers of daughters, you know there are things that you won’t ever truly win with when she is in the room! I watch the same thing with my hubster and our daughters!
Back to him, of course I’m not mean; so I conceded; alright, no more birthdays. But from then on we celebrated March 9th Day! You know, like the 4th of July or Cinco De Mayo! Some days get celebrations! And March 9th Day was celebrated with cake, presents, and even balloons 😁 No more birthdays, just March 9th. Win-Win 🤣
Now, it is coming and he’s not here. And honestly, it sucks. I am pretty sure I know what I want to do to celebrate this year. I asked my Mom and she doesn’t want to come along. And that is absolutely ok. It will make her cry and she’d rather do that at home. ❤
Tonight I am thankful for the March 9th Days when he was still here. And I choose to be thankful to have March 9th Days ahead where we can laugh and reminisce.
I have realized I need to do that more, the reminiscing. Dementia was such a long good bye that I hadn’t realized how much my own kiddos missed of really knowing the man I grew up with. The ridiculously stubborn, heart of gold, firey tempered, and most devoted man that he was. So I will reminisce more. ❤
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