We make a big deal of birthdays in our family. My grandfather’s birthday is tomorrow, and even though he has passed on, we still think of him on this day. His birthdays were always pretty eventful.
My grandmother always made him a special cake. It was from scratch and she would send him to the store at least 5 times that day for ingredients. The first year after she passed we were trying to have a sad little party and a NOTSONICE lady who had been friends with my uncle in years past knocked on the door. My aunt punched her and that became the best birthday party EVER in our family.
My grandfather developed Alzheimer’s and hated that he couldn’t do what he loved most: be outside. He loved to fish, hunt, and even just watch the birds and squirrels at the feeders he had placed around his yard. His last birthday was to be celebrated with funfetti with sprinkle cupcakes, made by me. He hated chocolate. But he died soon after he feel asleep on the night before his birthday.
So, tomorrow, we will have some cake (not chocolate) and think of all the funny things he did and said.
Happy Birthday PawPaw.