Cindy, Dad & Mom - Father's Day 1983
Tuesday will be my birthday. I've stopped counting now. I was 50 last year. Now I'm going with "50'ish".
If you've read my Sentimental Sunday's in the past - you know that I miss my parents tremendously. But, on holidays - and especially on my birthday - the emptiness of where they once were is even more present. They were amazing parents who loved me, cherished me, and made me always feel so special and important. And birthday's were especially important.
Miss you Mom and Dad - today and everyday. I'll have an extra piece of birthday cake for each of you. (Like I really need it!?)