May was the month my Dad always claimed was his least favorite. The reason?? It was expensive!! Mom's birthday was on the 7th, then my brother on the 19th, my niece on the 20th, my sister on the 28th and then mine on the 31st. Now can you blame the man?? He loved August. The 1st was their anniversary and the 7th was his birthday.

I often remember happy times when my parents were still with us. They both died in the month of August, but 2 years apart. Mom in '94 and Dad in '96. I sit here and think of other things that happened around that time and it seems so long ago. But when I think of Mom and Dad, it was yesterday.

Mom died of cancer. She was suffering so her death was a blessing. Dad suffered with heart problems. After Mom was gone he was never the same. Sad and lonely. They had been married 43 years. So the night he sat down to have a nap before cooking his dinner and never woke up, was hard, but both my sister and I felt the same thing. We both visualized Mom walking up to him, tapping him on the shoulder and saying, "Come on Sam it's time to go home". I know in my heart that is just what both of them have done.

My sister and I will be getting together this weekend to celebrate of birthdays together. We have decided to Bar BQ in her back yard. It is easier that way since her husband is not doing well right now. We get together every year as our birthday are four day apart. It seems strange to remember now, but before we were both 30 we could not be alone in a room together!! We could not stand each other. I guess age is good for several things.

OK, I have bored everyone long enough. I am having a sentimental night. Happily most of my memories are happy ones.

God bless,
Granny

Posted at 10:16PM PDT