Many, many years ago in a land far, far away… well, in Florida… a baby boy was born on this day. My father took this photograph of my mother and me. Sadly my dad passed away before he was able to photograph his beautiful grand-daughter who was born just 26 months ago. That said, along my with wife’s late mother, we still feel his loving presence in our lives. I don’t know if they are really still here with us, or if it is the love they gave during their lives that lingers in our hearts.
If they can see us, then today on my birthday they saw my barely two-year-old girl sing… really sing… “happy birthday” to her daddy this morning. My wonderful wife who was holding her had just sung it to me and though I’d never heard my daughter string more than a few words together before, she actually sang “happy birthday to you” to me in her sweet little baby voice. Surrounded by so much love, I could not have received a better gift on my birthday. Happy birthday to me!