Happy Birthday Mom.
I have really missed you even more than I thought I could in these past 3 weeks. I like to think you’re watching over, maybe cuddling that sweet baby of ours, maybe eating chocolate cake with boiled frosting and listening to Johnny Reid. I pulled out ingredients to make cupcakes for you today but for some reason I just couldn’t do it. I put everything back away and just went downstairs and melted into the couch. I made sure to tell the kids it was your birthday today, even if we didn’t have cake I wanted them to know. I did make them Rice Krispie squares and John made them their favourite….pizza. They totally forgot the conversation we had I’m sure but I remembered all day and had quiet moments of remembrance & celebration in honour of you pushing back my tears. So happy birthday to you. I miss you.