When the children were small and Daniel was still here, we would usually celebrate birthdays as a family.
Though I idealized hosting guests for the occasion, it was all I could do to get a decent meal on the table, balance little ones, do a bit of decorating, and have a smile on my face when my husband walked in the door.
Looking back I wonder if it was God’s hand prepping us to live life without Daniel.
I was on the verge of tears, but there was nothing to do but to keep going and decorate the cake, finish my cooking and settle squabbles.
I pulled out a bench and thought if the children would sit down for even a little, I could get a good bit done on supper, but no, it would not work.
Author's summary: Celebrating birthdays as a family.