31 years ago today, I woke up and decided to have a cook-out. We had friends coming over to help organize my new house and to help me out.
I got up, fixed some macaroni salad, put some beans in to bake and got hot dogs and hamburgers ready for the grill.
I made cherry kool-aid, as it is the go-to drink for military families and waited for our friends.
The friends came over, their kids played with out oldest and the grown ups organized the family room and unpacked some other boxes. We fumigated the garage to get rid of the black widow spiders that had moved in along with us for some reason and we ate.
I remember this day clearly because it was the last day of my life without my youngest. I had no idea the impact she would make on our family. The joy she brings her older sister, the pride our oldest feels about her. The jokes they share and the nick names they have.
She completed our family as it was then. She made our family whole, even though we thought it was already great.
It seems impossible that tomorrow she will be 31(sorry Sweetie, but at least you are anonymous…). The time seems to have sped by for her to be that age.
Yesterday we skyped together, she, our Little Man and me. She told me of what her week is like, and what she is thinking and planning. She was beaming with excitement and anticipation. She filled my heart with joy that overflows my eyes with tears. She is a gift to me. I have told her that throughout her life. She continues to be that gift.
Happy birthday eve, Sweetie. May tomorrow be filled with laughter, love and lots of Little Man hugs and kisses.