Today is November 28th. I really hate seeing that date. When I worked at Starbucks, I had to right the date about a million times a day. I wrote it on temperature logs, cash logs and on duty rosters. I never forgot what the date was for very long. The unemployed times allow for me to forget the date more frequently (unless it is attached to a bill being due) and sometimes I go for awhile not really acknowledging a specific one.
Today would have been my dad's 51st birthday. It is weird that it is such a hard day for me because I had not spent his birthday with him in so many years. Usually this day would result in a call to wish him a happy birthday and then a trip home to make his favorite spaghetti and meatballs in the next week or so. That 15 minute phone call would have been a small part of my day, but not being able to make it creates a day that has been extremely hard for me.
I was watching "Cougar Town" last night and one of the characters made reference that you could not be sad about a parent's death after a 6 month window. I am apparently breaking the rules. I am so thankful that the people in my life do not impose such deadlines, and, I am thankful that one of them is on his way over right now.
Happy Birthday, Daddy. I love you.
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