It's Papa's birthday today. We still miss him but we know he is happy up there. My family will be having a picnic with him this afternoon, I've lit a candle and offered some prayers for him.
When I am sick, I dream about him sitting by my bedside. When I feel sad and challenged, I find myself uttering his name. When I am happy, I thank him for the strength of character. It may sound like an overused cliche but... it's like he never left.
I'm not sure if I've talked about the outpour of support and love we've received from both friends and relatives when he passed away... it was overwhelming. I'm thankful that even if he is not physically here anymore, somehow he still made sure that we were sorrounded with a strong band of support.
"Happy birthday Papa, I know that you know that we love you so much. "
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