August 21st was your first birthday in heaven. Unlike the other special days that have gone by since you passed, this one hurt like hell. I woke up the morning of your birthday positive my heart was shattered in a million pieces.
This was your first birthday not here, your first birthday in my ENTIRE LIFE I didn’t spend watching you blow out candles. Even when you were at your worst, suffering, unable to eat you ALWAYS blew out your candles and made a wish. This year there were no candles to blow out. No clapping after they were blown out. No searching for the perfect cards and gift. This year there were only the sounds of my heart breaking into a million pieces.
We used to honor and celebrate you on this day and last week I couldn’t even bring myself to go to the cemetery. The thought of going to the cemetery on your birthday made me physically ill. I didn’t want to look at your headstone glistening in the sun. I didn’t want to talk to the dirt and leave you flowers and balloons.
I searched high and low for the appropriate present for you, now that you are you know, dead. But I was at a loss. Lord & Taylor was having a sale on Men’s shirts. Linens & Things had an extra 20% off for back to school. Even Macy’s was having a sale. But nothing for the Dad up in heaven. I never brought you flowers while you were alive and now here we are seven months later and it’s flowers galore and whatever else I can leave at your grave to not to get destroyed from the elements.
I spent the day mourning your absence, really missing you. Nothing is the same now that you gone.
I hope that you had an awesome birthday up in heaven. I hope you were finally able to eat that piece of cake and wash it down with that big cup of coffee. I hope God had a camera on your birthday and He took a photo of you so we can see you eating again. My rational mind knows that you are at peace, but my heart aches that you died unable to eat.
Seven months since you have passed and I miss you more now than the day we lost you. I find myself looking for your magnetic qualities in people. I look for your warmth, radiance and compassion. I search for your sense of humor, and your unbelievable strength of character. I look for your face in the crowd, I listen for your voice in the middle of the night. So many things will never be the same. You were a one of a kind father and you are irreplaceable.
I miss you Dad.
Your absence was magnified on your birthday. I know you can hear me, and I’m trying my best not to be sad. But some days are tough. Whenever I ask you for a sign that you are okay you always send me a beautiful white feather. On your birthday you made sure to send me a fluffy white feather. That’s so like you to give me a gift on your special day.
I want to thank you for all you have done and continue to do for me. You taught me to be strong, to have courage and to have faith. Dad, you taught me to love with all my heart, no matter what and to always be truthful. You taught me to be passionate and fearless regardless of what others thought. During one of our last conversations you told me to be kind and trust in the Lord.
Although you are no longer here in physical form, you live forever in my heart. You are constantly showing me that love never dies.
On your birthday and each day I honor you. I honor your faith and strength. I honor your love and commitment. Together, with Mom, you both taught me the meaning of true love and what it is to be a parent. On your birthday I lit a candle and thanked you for always being my hero and showing me what true unconditional love is.
Happy Belated Birthday Daddy! I love and miss you!
Love You Forever,
Lisa Mia XO