If the dead can still get mail, if their things can fall out of the closet onto your toes, if they can visit you in dreams, if you can hear their voices inside your head, you can wish them happy birthday. Happy Birthday, Mom.
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| Last year's birthday breakfast cupcake. |
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| Last year's birthday party for my mom and my dear friend Carol |
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| Birthday, 2012 just a few weeks after my mom moved in with me. |
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| I'm not quite sure, but this may have been the last birthday she celebrated with her beloved twin sister Millie. |
We very rarely know which birthday will be the last. So let's love the cake, and the guests, and the singing. Let's love the love that comes to us on our own birthdays and those of the people we love, be it in the form of gifts or people traveling from afar to share the day. Taste the sweetness. Feel the warmth from the candles. Soak up the glow. Reflect it back.
In a short while, I'm off to celebrate my friend Carol's birthday. She will be there via Skype while a half dozen of us party in person. We will eat and make merry, and celebrate the living and the dead.
4 comments:
What a force she was! Yes. Celebrate all that can be celebrated.
Sweetness.
You took such great care of your mom! Of course you continue to celebrate her. Remember to do something nice for you today. x0 N2
Happy birthday to your Mom. I'm sure you miss her, but I am almost as sure she hears you, celebrating her, not just today, but always. Love.
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