Yes, I know. I’m 52 years old; however, I’m officially beginning my 53rd year.
I love these yearly anniversaries. They reflect the milestones, and they press memories to the front.
Why I miss my grandparents, Leroy and Donna Barmes, their parents, my uncles, Garry and Ron, I’m always blessed for my mother, brother, and family.
At 11:59 PM, Thursday, September 24, 1964, Mother, finishing up her second full day of labor, prepared to leave for the hospital.
It was not until 6:03 PM, Friday, September 25th, that I was born.
Fifty-one years are now behind me. It’s been an exciting life, and a life filled with loving folks, life-trials, countless career opportunities, and the chance to be a dad.
I cannot pass this day without sending out a message to Mother for her continued love, and encouragement through the years. Thank you, Mother!
Here’s to the commencement of year 53!