It would have been your birthday today. You would have made yourself a pie. You would have eaten a slice of it before bringing it to our house to have dinner and celebrate. You would have told us the small slice was missing not because you are a glutton but because you wanted to test the pie. Sub-standard desserts would not do for you and your family.
Yesterday would have been your daughter’s birthday. She would have sulked over not being able to have a slice of pie while she looked at it longingly and ate her sugar-free Jell-O.
I miss you both terribly. Every day and with all my heart. Knowing you are together now is the one thing that gives me comfort.
Happy Birthday to both of you – from those of us left behind.