I could never remember whether dad’s birthday was the 4th of the 5th of January. It was always a running joke between us because he knew if I didn’t call him on the 4th that I’d for sure call him the next day to wish him happy birthday. Today he would have been 76; when I was younger, I couldn’t imagine life without my dad but it’s been almost 3 years since he’s been gone.
Mom and Kent have been here all day – Kent is a real character, he’s been playing cards with the kids, helping out in the kitchen and just generally laughing and joking around with the kids. It’s nice to see the kids having such a good time with a grandpa person – it’s something they’ve always missed out on. kinda eases the ache of missing my dads