
today would have been my dad's 88th birthday. my mom would have made his favorite dinner, like she did for all birthday celebrants. it could have been most anything as he was not a fussy eater, but no canned tomatoes and no chocolate. dessert was often the same thing: a plain cake in layers with fresh strawberries, topped with whipped cream and more strawberries or maybe a strawberry shortcake. we're pretty certain his new residence is way better than maine, but we don't think there is any cake, though there is also no pain, sadness or tears. can't say that for this residence, especially today.
Thinking of you as you remember your dad's birthday.
ReplyDeleteA tender remembrance. My Dad turns 88 next month and I cherish every day he is still with us!
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