Connie A Thompson

May Birthdays

IMG_0783We only have one May birthday in my family. My nephew came to us quite unexpectedly nineteen years ago yesterday. He was due in August. There were many stressful moments as we waited. He was so tiny and covered with downy hair. He remained in the hospital until around his due date. His parents were persistent following all the doctor’s recommendations. His Mom was meticulous and my nephew always exceeded every test. He was extremely smart. Doctors warned he might be short. The rest of the family is so it wasn’t a concern. At nineteen, he towers over his father. He visited from Canada a couple of weeks ago and we celebrated his birthday then. Today we’ll celebrate in his honor. My brother’s birthday is in April and he didn’t get his favorite, so today I’ll serve an orange cake with orange icing.

Yesterday was also my father’s in laws birthday. He passed away three years ago and I did not have the fortune of meeting him. When I first met my husband, he shared this story with me:

I lost my mom several years ago and this story touched me. Grieving is a universal language. While we don’t grieve the same, once you’ve lost someone, you have empathy for the loss others are enduring. Yesterday we watched Heaven Is For Real. I had read the book and I knew what to expect. I hoped my husband would find it comforting. He did.

Today I’ll serve pot roast with potatoes and carrots, macaroni and cheese, green beans, mashed potatoes, pinto beans, creamed corn, and rolls. We’ll spend time around the table having dinner, talking, and reminiscing. The grand babies will be here. Daniel will delight in the cake. Carson will be content in the arms of whoever is lucky to be holding him at the time. And I will be thankful for my husband and family.

When I was a child, I thought Sunday dinner to be such a chore for my mom and grandmother. It is a lot of work. I was up at 7 this morning putting the roast on and baking a cake. And I’ve come to understand that more than anything, it is a blessing which I am thankful for.

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