For ten wonderful years I got to share my birthday with my lovely Nana.
I can still remember those celebrations. Especially going to the toy store with her to shop for my birthday presents. We would walk up and down the aisles and she would tell me to fill the cart with whatever I wanted. As I’m sure would be the case with most children, I cannot remember any of the things she bought, but I can remember the feeling I would get when she told me I could get anything I wanted. She called me her princess and she definitely treated me like one.
She was generous and tenacious and passionate. I can only hope that our shared birthday has imbued me with her same good qualities. I know that I have learned from the mistakes she made here on Earth and I hope that she is proud of the person I’ve become.
Now I’ve celebrated eighteen years of birthdays without her, but her memory is always with me.
So, Happy Birthday in Heaven, Nana!
I still miss you every day.