I miss my Daddy

Yesterday was my Dad's birthday, he would have been 75 years old. I can just imagine what the day would've been like if he were still alive. We would've had a HUGE party...probably something goofy like a luau. There would've been karaoke, lots of food, lots of family. He would've blown out his cake with his grandkids surrounding him, Lauren sitting on his lap. He would've fed her lots of cake and ice cream and she would've not wanted to go home and begged to sleep at Grandma and Grandpa's house. It's a lot of "Would Haves" and I need to stop thinking about that kind of stuff. It's not gonna make me feel better, just sad.

This year seems to be a much more emotional remembrance for me, probably because it's a milestone year. I really miss him...and I'm so sad that Lauren never got to know him. We went to the cemetery and brought him some birthday flowers. We sang Happy Birthday and just as I was going to get teary Lauren said, "Oh no! Where's the birthday cake?" Silly girl knows how to make me smile.



A salute for Grandpa

In his honor, I sang her our Lullabye. I was getting all emotional again, but right on cue, Lauren turned towards me and put her hand on my mouth. It was her not so subtle way to tell me "shhhh..I'm trying to sleep." Like I said, silly girl knows how to make me smile.