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Happy Birthday to the first man I ever loved…

… My Dad.

But, before I get into that, let me first wish you all a very Happy New Year!  I know I’m crazy, stupid late, but first it was the holidays and my very favourite people on the planet were home and I had neither the urge nor the wish to part myself from them even long enough to whip out a simple post.  Then, Chloe and I went to NYC with a friend to celebrate some very important birthdays.  Finally, I got the gak.  Not sure if it’s an actual medical term, but it’s several notches nastier than the actual common cold and maybe half a step less nasty than the bubonic plague.  I am (mostly) out of bed today.

The sun is shining for the first time in what seems like forever (except when we were in the Big Apple – it was all blue skies!), I am re-gaining my will to live (“Just shoot me,” has been heard once or twice in the last few days.  I’m not a good sick person.), and it’s my Daddy’s birthday to celebrate.  We still have his favourite lazy weekend meal… beans on toast and a lemon pudding ring cake from the grocery store.  Nothing fancy.

Even after eleven years without him, I am still learning things from him.  Tiny snippets of conversations replay in my head, indelible lessons burned into my brain and onto my heart.  Thoughts about humanity, the world, kindness, love.  You name it.  He was game for any conversation, big or small.

He was kind, funny, intelligent and principled. And I adored him. While I have spent no small amount of time cursing the universe for taking him so soon, I have also offered up countless blessings for making him mine in the first place. Happy Birthday, Daddy!  and Happy New Year, world!!


24 thoughts on “Happy Birthday to the first man I ever loved…

  1. An absolute beautiful tribute to your dad. My belief is that he is enjoying it as well! Although my dad is still here, I find, like you, I hear his opinion and advice on important topics. Here’s to great dad’s. I wish everyone had them. Cheers. And glad you are feeling better!

    • Yes, yes he was. Does that surprise you? You should see a pic of him in his Army clothes!! He might even rival the Officer. What can I say?? Surrounded by good looking men my whole life….. 😉 ❤

    • Kozo! I’m swinging by your place later to fully check out your #B4Peace campaign. My apologies for not getting to it sooner – I was busy dying. 😉 (Of course you think it looks like paradise, Kozo! It’s California!! Fremont, to be exact, circa 1970. I was born a California girl!)

      • Holy Shittake mushrooms, Sarah. What do you mean you were dying? I saw someone else post in the comment about how you were feeling better, but I just assumed you had the flu. Is everything ok?
        The other reason I am typing with my mouth wide open is because I grew up in Fremont in the 70s. Gomes, Chadbourne, Hopkins, then Mission San Jose class of 83. Do we know each other?

      • Okay. Dying was overstating it a tad. I did add a winky face! It’s most likely the flu. As for knowing each other, I highly doubt it. I was born in 1966 in Fremont, but had left by the time I was 6 or 7. I don’t recognize the school names you mentioned. One day, I’ll dig out my class photo and check the name on it. Our house was on Gibraltar, that much I know. Small world, eh?

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