Sunday, May 10, 2009

A life remembered!

The kids and I just returned from the cemetery. Today is Paul's birthday. He would have turned 41 today. We had cupcakes with rainbow colored frosting swirled on top. We opened a bottle of wine he recieved for his 40th birthday last year that he never had the chance to open and we toasted a man who lived his life well, full of faith in God and love for his family. (The kids had one tiny sip each, I had a small glass and then we poured the rest of the bottle out over his grave!!) We hugged, we cried, and we prayed together. And, of course, you just can't remember that man without smiling and laughing!! We smiled as we thought of what dad would be thinking as we poured wine all over his grave. We laughed as we talked about how Paul and I would have tried to out do each other trying to celebrate his birthday and Mother's Day on the same day (each one of us trying to make the other decide what we were going to do today, each trying to kick the other out of the kitchen while a special meal was prepared. Yeah, it would have been quite humorous. It sure was the last time his birthday landed on Mother's Day.)

Paul, you are never far from our thoughts! We still love you and cherish the life we shared with you! You lived your life well and left us with so many wonderful memories to share.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Kristina - always hold on to that heart-warming memory that Paul loved you so very much. You and the kids were his whole life; I don't think that you could be loved by anyone more than Paul loved you. He is yours forever.

I'm so sorry that your grandmother had to leave the family today on the same day that you were taking special care to remember Paul and the kids were trying to make a special day for you. Grandma St. Evelyn will always be remembered tenderly by those she left behind.

It's been a rough weekend with Mary Beth and Alice also dying in a car accident on Friday. The Lord is really putting us to the test....He is our Lord and Savior and we don't have to understand; we just need to accept.

Love to you always, Kristina. Mom