It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Happy Birthday

December 19th ... Today would have been my husband's birthday.
I would have done something crazy and fun and surprise him.
When he was growing up, birthdays were mostly ignored, maybe they got cards and an occasional gift but no one made a fuss.

In my life, since I can remember and even before that .. birthdays were celebrated.
You were Born !! Let's celebrate !!

In those family albums, there are many .... many photos of me with other children, wearing silly hats, riding a donkey ? laughing with my gorgeous Aunt Claudia ... playing party games with my cousin Arthur .. seeing my adorable baby brother at a table with me and my friends .. All Good.
What is better than celebrating your birth .. your arrival into the world ?

My husband first birthday party was thrown by me .. about 2 months after we met .. I asked his one friend that I had met and he helped me with who to invite and managing the surprise.
I gave him my apt key and I told my husband I would buy him a birthday drink.
While we were gone, the friends came in , decorated and waited.

When we walked back, my husband opened the door ... good thing he had a strong heart.
All his friends were gathered in that little apartment, laughing, drinking, kissing and congratulating me on managing a real surprise.
I could not have done it without them.

Now - - - they are all gone.
Old age and this and that ..  took  them all  .. and I am left  here to remember  and smile and be so glad that I had that time with them .. those years with him .. that happiness.

If my husband was here today .. my son would come up and spend the weekend.
We would treat my husband like a king, waiting on  him, making the food that he liked best, my daughter in law the phenomenal baker would surprise him with a beautiful perfect cake and there would be much laughter .

So today I will remember all the happy birthdays .. the surprises and laughs and be thankful for the memories .

Happy Birthday Harold. I love you.


Wu Walters said...

Thinking of you and sending a BIG HUG :)

Mary said...

Such a lovely happy/sad post dear Candice. If H can read it I know he will be reminiscing and laughing - you two certainly knew how to have fun.
My thoughts are with you today and I'm glad you can write about the past as you work towards the future.
You are special, and H is so proud of you.
Mary xo

Andrew MacLaren-Scott said...

I am glad that you can remember and be glad. It is sometimes a difficult thing to manage.

Linda said...


NotesFromAbroad said...

Thank you ~

angryparsnip said...

Sending you a big hug !

cheers, parsnip

Tamago said...

Happy birthday to your husband. What a great surprise party you had for him. He must have had such a wonderful time. And what a sweet, wonderful memory to remember. Sending warm hugs to you xo

kathy said...

Birthdays... I've always hated them. Mine... The kids... All of them.
But the next one will be the worst
I applied for my Canada Pension... Can't believe it's come to this. I'm not yeeeet icky 60. But it's coming much too soon. Two months. The other day I was sitting having lunch with some g'kids and my daughter and looked around the very noisy very busy farmers market and got suddenly very depressed... I was probably the oldest one there.. The place was swarming with 30 somethings and all their wild kids. Suddenly I'm 60. OMG!!!
I'm not happy
Not happy at all. 60 is NOT the new anything!!! 60 is 60
Everyone is younger than me everywhere I look.

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