Today is my first birthday. My first birthday without my mother here to celebrate it with me. I've had a few moments where that thought has become hard to bear. Every year mom made me the same birthday cake. I thought about making it myself, but it still wouldn't be the same. Sure, it'd taste the same, maybe it'd look the same. It just wouldn't be the same. When I was a kid my birthday wish was always for things like toys or outfits or books. I'm sure you remember what it was like. This year my only wish would be to see my mother. Give her a hug. Tell her I love her. Thanks to a donor I was able to do those things for over 9 nine years. I didn't realize how precious that time was and maybe took it for granted. I certainly understand a lot more this year than I did last year.
Tonight is the Celebration Dance for Terry and Wannett. I'm excited to go out with my hubby. I'm happy for Terry that he received the gift of life. I'm amazed by Wannett because she truly committed the most selfless act. I'm proud of my community for banding together in support of these 2 people. Hopefully I can post some pictures from the dance. It's going to be a lot of fun.
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