My First Birthday Without Papa

My 29th birthday will  be tomorrow. I should be happy as I'll be having a triple celebration- one with my hubby and son,  the 2nd one would be with my mom and siblings and the 3rd one's on Thursday after my Vacation Leave with my teammates. I am happy- well I should be. I am grateful to God for all the blessings and years He continues to give me, but honestly speaking I feel a bit sad. It's because it'll be my first birthday without my Papa. I couldn't believe the fact that I'll be celebrating it without him around. It sometimes doesn't sink in, but now it does- and it freakin' hurts.

Tomorrow we're planning to go and visit his resting place in the afternoon before my birthday dinner. Looking back, I remember my birthday parties when I was a kid with him, and he was always present too in my son's birthday parties. I miss him so much. Most of the time, I think that he will always be remembered and he will forever stay in my heart but that thought doesn't console me now that my birthday is approaching and all I have are just his memories. I know if he's here, he would greet me "Happy birthday Joy and will give me a kiss and hug... Oh boy, I super miss him. :(



"Pops, tomorrow is my 29th birthday. Thanks for being with me for more than 28 years. The things you've taught me will remain in me and the lessons in life you've shared with me will continually inspire me, my son and the next generations. I thank you for everything. Please pray for me and our family that God will always guide us, protect us, grant us good health and continually bless us. I love you Papa."