Every May 14th, I prepare for a big sulk. All my friends and family prepare, too. They either send me hugs or run and hide. :) Seriously, it's the anniversary of my husband's death from cancer in 2005, which was a very traumatic experience for our family.
I have now realized that he or Fate or some higher power has determined that I shall not be allowed to sulk any longer. That's probably a Good Thing. Last year on May 14th, my beautiful niece married her Prince Charming. It was a wonderful wedding.
This year, my second granddaughter, Eliza Judith Carr, came into this world just before dawn on May 14th. She's perfect and beautiful and a shining tribute to her grandfather's memory.
So now instead of sulking on May 14th, I will be celebrating my granddaughter's birthday. I'm confident her Grandpa is somewhere giving her a big thumbs-up. :)