Today is the celebration of my day of birth.
In the wake of the emotions of the past week, today sort of pales in comparison. My parents are out of town getting ready for the funeral and I work two jobs so I didn’t wake up this morning expecting much.
But I forget sometimes how much joy and love those kids share with me. They piled on the hugs today and sang songs to me during lunch and made up a birthday dance. Those kids made my birthday feel like a celebration on a day when I was sure there would be none.
At tutoring today another teacher brought me a cupcake from Chicago. My brother and I went out for dinner tonight and we filled up on good food and high calorie dessert, exactly as my grandma would have wanted us to.
I am blessed and happy, and as my grandma said, “fat and sassy,” and I am so thankful for each and every one of you who extended love and prayer and sympathy and kindness yesterday and today. You all make life special and precious and that is the best birthday gift I could dream of.
A letter today to my parents, without which I never would have had a birthday to begin with. Post will be edited and picture uploaded later.