Life is Good!
Actually, to tell you the truth, this is a weird birthday for me because my dad was 43 when he died. (I was 18.) At the time, the most common remark around his funeral, etc., was sorrow about how young he was. This didn't really sink in for me at the time; obviously, now it does!
At my dad's 43rd birthday, he never would have thought that he wouldn't live to see his 44th. (Although he was having kidney problems, his cancer hadn't yet been diagnosed.) We rarely know which birthday will be the last, right? Of course, it makes me more than ever just so thankful for each day with my precious ones!
Thy Will Be Done!!
P.S. We didn't have a '3' candle so we used the '2' with an extra one. :)
Awww! I missed your birthday! I will call you today! Maybe I'll time it just perfect. I didn't know Lee died at 43. I think I was four or six. Anyhow, hope you had a great day and I love the picture of all of you guys! Everytime I see a picture of the kids, I am amazed at how grown up they all look. We really need to plan a trip! Love ya!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, Kim! I hope it was a day full of blessings for you.
ReplyDeleteMy dad died when he was 44 (I was 20) and I remember the same thing you mentioned, with people saying how young he was at the funeral. Of course at time, 44 did not seem young to me at all. But it was a weird feeling the year I turned 44. Then it really hit me.
My dad died at 44. I was 14. I finally was able to see his grave last week in Duryea, PA. I hardly remember him, being so young, but it was good to get some closure.
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