Thursday, January 31, 2013
Today my dad would have turned 60. 10 years ago when he turned 50 he woke up to plastic penguins all over his yard with a big sign that said "Happy 50th birthday Poppy". We would have done something equally as embarrasing, probably bras and underwear around the yard. He would have loved it. Instead, we all had a moment today where we thought about Dad. I had my traditional fish and chips supper, and I know my sister did also. Mom went out with Aunt Rose and they celebrated Dad's birthday together. It's not a day of sadness, he wouldn't have wanted that. Instead, it was as a birthday should be, a celebration of life. Happy birthday Dad.