Even in the afterlife, my sister knows how to throw a party. Yesterday marks what would have been my sisters 30th birthday. She passed away a few years back but I still make it a point to celebrate her special day.
Last night we had a few people come over…my cousins, friends. It was an impromptu potluck turned carbfest (most of the dishes were pasta/noodles and such). No complaints there.
It was nice to see everyone together…to see that she is still able to bring us together like she used to when she was alive.
A portion of the evening was dedicated to sharing memories about her since there were some in the group who have not had the privilege to meet her but can get an idea about her with the stories we told. Driving lessons…the “anonymous” aisle, and her ability to be completely aloof were spoken of last night. It was difficult for me to not cry as I told my stories…especially when I look up to see some have already had water in their eyes.
In any case, it was a great evening made out of fun, drinks, great food, lovely company, and games. Yes games. Guesstures to be exact. She would’ve laughed to see how animated our little brother is at this game. She would’ve been even happier to know that I had a ton of fun myself…too much fun…so much so I had to rely on Aleve and Gatorade first thing this morning. My loyal BFF’s.
