On this day I got up as
usual. Headed into work as usual. Turned on my computer as usual. Put my iPhone on the docking station as
usual. First one, then another. Happy Birthday. My daughter send me a text – a very happy and
cheery birthday text. A co-worker
brought a little gift, a hug and birthday greetings. Soon after I fell apart.
I had told myself when I arose in the morning that this was
just another day. Nothing special. You see, if I pretended it was nothing, it was not my birthday I would get through it. My
strategy did not work.
Having managed to pull myself together for the afternoon, after supper I headed to my boating course.
Little did I know that my friends at the course remembered and we celebrated
with baby cupcakes and a few tears. When
I got home my daughter, in cahoots with my neighbours, had flowers delivered to
the boat. To all who shared your love,
thank you. I know in my heart and soul that Ron thanks you
too.
Growing up my birthday was not a big deal and often
forgotten. My reason for acceptance is
that it was so soon after Christmas and New Year celebrations. Ron changed all of that. The two of us would have a celebration of my
choice and sometimes Ron’s choice. When
I turned 50 he took me to Disneyland. By
the time we got there he had Customs Officers singing Happy Birthday and flight
attendants serving us free wine.
I saved the card that Ron gave me last year. I have read it over and over - the sentiment is eternal.
The outside front shows a picture of two
people walking hand in hand along a path.
Above the picture it reads:
My Wife…
Below the picture:
I can’t imagine
a more wonderful
partner
than you to share
this life with…
Next page:
My friend…
Thank you
for letting me be me,
for loving me as I
am,
and understanding me
So well…
Inside:
My love…
forever
and always
my heart belongs
to you (and he added
in his pen) and you alone
Happy Birthday
Then he penned:
Janice words cannot
say or express my feelings for you and how much I love you. Nor can I attempt to express my thoughts and
feelings as we move beyond today. But we
shall as it is us. Happy Birthday to the
woman of my dreams, my everything and my LOVE!
Now, always and
forever
Ron xoxoxoxoxo
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