My daughter was born on February 14, 1987. When Alex was old enough to start looking at calendars but unable to read them, she saw that every February 14th had a notation. It was the first thing she checked on every calendar. She was certain it referenced her birthday. She was gleeful. All those hearts and flowers everywhere, she was sure they were happy about her.
It was a sad day when she learned to read and discovered the calendars simply said, “Valentine’s Day.” We hadn’t prepared her for this disappointment. Parents feel we can never prepare enough for our children’s disappointments. It’s a burden we all share. They survive as do we. Both job growths are difficult. I’d have done some things different but I wouldn’t give it up for anything. Happy Birthday, darlin’!
2.14.22
Joceile
[Picture: Me with Alex, under one year, sitting in my lap with a Jack-in-the-Box toy. 1987]
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