Yesterday was my birthday. I won't tell you how many times I have turned 29 but it's been more than one. I was really surprised at what a rough day it was. We all get older, that is a part of life, you aren't going to stop that. All day long, I kept thinking about last year on my birthday. I asked my family if we could all just go out to dinner as a family with everyone there. That is what we did. We went to Chili's and Kami and Jeff came along with Dan, April, the grandbabies, Ryan and Bud. If you are a mom, you can just imagine what a great day this was. We ate, laughed, enjoyed good food and good company. Kami picked up the check at the end of the night even though we argued about it. All day yesterday, I kept seeing her face at the table interacting with the family and I felt such a loss. It wasn't her birthday, I expect to feel sad on her birthday but I didn't expect this on mine.
I had so many people wish me a Happy Birthday and everyone was very respectful of my feelings. I had someone drop by with a diet coke with rabbit pellet ice and we talked and cried for a half hour. She just listened and gave me hugs. Thank you Patty!
This year we met during my lunch hour at Chick Fil A (because it has a playground) over by my work. Dan, April, Lizzie, Melody, Torsten, Ryan, Bud and myself. We had a great time, the kids were awesome and loved the playground. As I was getting in my car to go back to work, it hit me. Because we are a soccer family, every analogy that we make is usually related to the game of soccer. Our family has been given a lifetime "RED" card. We are playing a man down for the rest of this life. It is noticeable and tough on the whole team. We can't wait until she can come off the bench and be part of our team again. We miss her.
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