Five years ago today, I turned 49. I received all the usual calls from family and friends. The last call, shortly after GB was in bed, was from my father. He wished me a Happy Birthday and made lots of small talk. I was on the phone with him for a long time, which was unusual. Just as we were saying our goodbyes, I heard "I love you". We hung up. I cried.
In 49 years, that was the first time I remember my father saying "I love you". It was the only memory I have of him saying "I love you". He didn't live to see me turn 50.
A bittersweet memory...
ReplyDeleteNevertheless, Happy Birthday!
Some people find it so hard to say these things. I'm glad he realized he wanted to say it before it was too late : )
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday! Eat cake! Shouldn't you get 54 wishes on your candles? I think that's how it Should work.
Happy Birthday lovely!
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry. My dad died 2 years ago and my mom Christmas Eve. I am very glad you got to hear such important words before your father died.
ReplyDeleteHappy, Happy Birthday!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry for your painful memories, but be encouraged that WE get to make a difference in our kids lives. Mine are SO TIRED of hearing me say that I love them. I, like you, only remember once or twice hearing it from my parents.
Happy birthday. Whether he said it or not, I am sure he loved you in what ever way he was capable. XOXO!
ReplyDeletelovely memory - glad to hear that you and GB got a break, hope re-entry was not to rough.
ReplyDeleteHope you had a wonderful birthday!
ReplyDeleteI too hope your birthday was good. And I'm thankful you have that memory. (((hugs)))
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday!
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