Wednesday was my birthday. After Sis and I got home from the doc with dad, I laid down to take a nap. She called me in a bit and said my aunt was here. I had no clue when I walked into the den that I would see two of my aunts, my uncle, and a birthday cake. A bit later, my niece and her mother came out.
Dad is the oldest of his siblings, and his sister and one brother are the only remaining of the five sons and one daughter born from 1925 through 1939.
Our cherished caregivers, Bert and Diane, conspired to get my beautiful birthday cake. Dad calls them his "helpers" and they are a God-send to us.
I was absolutely surprised and not expecting this little surprise, and it was delightful. Sis had me a little birthday box, with new pjs, tote bag, and a few other personal things for my home office and bedroom. It was a lovely day and another great little memory to tuck away of this summer.
2 comments:
Hate I missed it! Happy late birthday to you! So great you got to spend it with family.
Thanks, Lana!
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