February

February. What can I say about it besides it’s good and bad.

I love February but then again it brings so many tears, I hate it.

It truly is an emotional month. Why? This is the birthday month of my sweet girl and another year to celebrate without her.

This would be #20 for her. Plus, it is a leap year. Her actually date to be born was February 29 but, Dr. Austin said no way on that day.

Valentines Day, she loved flowers even though she swore she wasn’t a girly girl. I remember one year the flowers were delivered two days late and, they sent candy instead. But, she loved them all the same.

February. It has highs and lows. I can be an emotional wreck and the tiniest thing will stress me out but, I can also be happy. I can remember all the good times and celebrations. I can light candles and she can blow them out, like that one time in Memphis.

I can have cake and celebrate her. I can buy her flowers. The difference is, she isn’t here to share but, she’s worth celebrating.

I can’t text her at 12:00 in the morning. I can’t call her. I can’t take her to her favorite place to eat. I can buy her something She’d love or hate buy smile anyway.

What I can do, like always is celebrate her. Those that didn’t really know her maybe can buy stories and memories and pictures.

Today, I will celebrate her just like always but maybe a little more.

February, be kind to me.

1 Thessalonians 5:6 “Rejoice always.”