January 11. A day that has for my whole life been special. A day I have not ever forgotten. A day that for 34 years I have celebrated my Dad’s birthday. Today is January 11. My Dad’s birthday. Today is also 6 months since my Dad has gone home.
I miss him. Oh, how I miss him. I want to pick up the phone and tell him happy birthday. I want to hear his voice on the other end laugh and be so happy that I called. Even better, I want to be with him to celebrate.
Most of my life my Dad and I have celebrated our birthdays together. Being only 6 days apart it has worked out well. We have had some really fun birthdays. I remember winter picnics at the park cooking out and everyone standing around freezing.
I miss him. Even though we are not together for our birthdays anymore, January 11 will always be a special day of remembering the first man that I loved…my Dad! I sure am thankful for all the ways he blessed my life and the times we shared together.
My heart is heavy but forever full of joy that I have so much to celebrate on January 11…and each day.
Happy Birthday Dad. I love you and miss you so very much!!