Although I obviously have no proof, my personal belief is that our earthly birthdays are not celebrated in Heaven. I’m sure that there are Bible verses to support my theory.
That said, our loved ones who have gone to Heaven are still celebrated here on earth, by the ones they’ve left behind.
My Daddy
would have been
Seventy-Four
years old today.
He may have been walking crooked (bent to the right) as he occasionally did when his back gave him trouble.
Daddy may have still been telling elephant jokes (why do elephants paint their toenails red?) and playing practical jokes – now on his grandchildren – since his children have long since figured out his antics.
He would have LOVED his growing family
and
meeting the ones who came along after he left:
Sydney, Chynna, Emily, Levi, Lydia, Thea, Rory, Adrian, and Eden.
He would have loved them all… and they would have loved him!
I’m sure he would have enjoyed events like dancing with my Mama at the Rockabilly Prom.
I imagine he may have walked next door to enjoy old movies with his oldest daughter in her TV room.
His hair would likely have been completely grey and I’m sure his green eyes would still have an “I love You” sparkle. I’ve mentioned him again and again in my posts:
and
Richard A. Reid was born in Palatka, Florida on March 1, 1946.
He lived to the age of 55 and enjoyed A Wonderful Life.
He has been gone since November 23, 2001.
I am not exaggerating when I say that not a day goes by that I don’t think about him.
Happy Birthday Daddy!
I’m looking forward to seeing you again!
We are ALL looking forward to seeing you again!
Thank you for taking time out of your day to stop by my blog.