Traci and Logan with the cake and brownies
Birthdays were always a big deal to my mom. She made sure that everyone in the family was acknowledged on their special day. And for her birthday she always had one request. She wanted "at least a cake". It didn't matter what kind, and it didn't matter if it was store bought or homemade.
Just because she's in Heaven now doesn't mean we couldn't still celebrate mom's birthday. She would have been 68 yesterday, November 9th. This is the first year that she's not with us to join in the festivities. Because she couldn't come to us, we came to her.
me and Traci
My teen son, Adam, baked up a cake and brownies. With bowls and silverware in hand, we joined other family members at the cemetery. Sixteen of us were there to sing 'Happy Birthday' and reminisce. There was lots of laughter, and tons of tears.
Imani and Yolanda
I absolutely hate that my mom is no longer with us. It's been seven months and the hardest thing I've ever had to go through. She was my rock, my supporter, my confidante, and my best friend. But having family come together to keep the birthday tradition going was definitely uplifting.
Happy birthday Momma! (P.S. We left you some cake.)