Today is my Dad's birthday. He would have been 75 today. It is also my niece's 21st birthday and her son's 2nd birthday. Yes, you heard me right. My Dad, niece, and great nephew had the same birthday. My Dad loved that. He wasn't one to celebrate birthdays, but he got into it once his grandchild was born on it.
Usually, a card, a piece of coconut cake and a good dinner would suffice. Today, I got balloons and cupcakes. I gave my niece money and a hug. I sang to my great nephew and gave him a Mickey Mouse balloon. And for Pops, I tied a simple balloon around his urn and said happy birthday.
Death is part of life, but that does not mean that we do not continue to celebrate and love and cherish and laugh. And cry when we need to cry. Happy birthday to everyone who was born on July 3. I hope you celebrated yourself to the fullest, whatever that may be.