Shared birthdays past

Tomorrow I’ll be 38.

I spent today celebrating with my family. Every year we get together for all of the March birthdays: mine, my younger sister Heather’s and her husband’s.

Growing up, it was always mine, Heather’s and my grandpa’s.

53778_10200528847497735_160756898_oMy birthday is on March 22 and my grandpa’s is on March 23, so I always felt a little bit special, almost sharing a birthday with him. And he went out of his way to make me feel special; waking me up early in the morning to go walking with  him, cleaning my perpetually dirty glasses for me and listening to me play the piano before I really knew how. I remember him once telling me that our close birthdays was one of the reasons that we could always see “eye to eye and tooth to tooth.” From the time I was little up through college and graduate school he would always tell me how smart I was and how he knew I would do something great with my life… and because he knew it, I knew it.

1970779_10202677627415155_713990103_nMy grandpa died 10 years ago this May, and while I miss him always, for some reason I miss him more this year. I’m not sure why that is.

Maybe because now, finally at 38, I may be starting to know what great things I’m going to do with my life. I’m such a different person than I was 10 years ago and I wish this wonderful, encouraging man was here to talk to about all of the things I have going on.

I’ll have my days with him again, and I can be content with that, but right now I just miss my grandpa.

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