One day to call your very own. One day of extra-special treatment, presents, cake and ice-cream. Yes…the birthday.
My family is big on birthdays. We like to celebrate them and it is a great excuse to get together. Extra-special treatment is given on each of our birthdays – no exceptions. Birthdays entail an assortment of presents and a delicious homemade cake beautifully decorated by my very talented mother. Our favorite ice-cream waits patiently in the freezer to be invited to the celebration table.
When we were younger, we used to celebrate summer birthdays at our family cottage. A hot and sunny day drove the kids to swim and play in the lake, while the sun baked the adults during their afternoon game of horse shoes. Birthdays were not complete until we pulled out the Bingo game. We played Bingo like it was going out of style. A line, 4-corners, X, postage stamp…we played them all. The $5.00 pots at the end of each set gave the winner of each final full-card not only a heavier coin purse, but also bragging rights for the day.
Fall and winter birthdays brought the fun indoors. If we weren’t playing a card game called Tonk, then we were playing Bingo. Inflation did not touch us as we always played with nickels and dimes and the big pots were usually around $5.00.
We were always laughing and we were always together. The laugh I miss the most is my Dad’s.
Dad would have been 84 today. He celebrated life and his family. The older he grew, the less he neither needed nor wanted gifts, as the gift of family was present enough.
We are experiencing a blizzard today, but my family will gather as planned around my father’s earthly resting place at the cemetery. Today is bittersweet; we continue to mourn his passing. Extra-special treatment is shown on each of our birthdays – death is no exception, we celebrate this wonderful man. We know he will be present with us, after all, his memory lives in our hearts.
One day to call your very own. One day of extra-special treatment, the present of us together once again, and there will be delicious homemade cake beautifully decorated by my very talented mother.
Happy Birthday Dad!!!
Psalm 118:24 (New American Standard Bible)
This is the day which the LORD has made; Let us rejoice and be glad in it.