Happy Birthday, Lala!

I love everything about birthdays. I love singing “Happy Birthday”, baking cakes for birthdays, buying and wrapping presents for birthdays, and spoiling people on their birthdays. Birthdays are so much fun- it’s a special day to focus on letting someone know how much you love and appreciate them.

But birthdays are also really hard days when the person isn’t around anymore for you to celebrate with. Today is one of those days for me. Today- November 15th- would have been my mom’s 55th birthday. It’s her 11th birthday in Heaven though.

My mom was diagnosed with Acute Myelomonocytic Luekemia (AMML) when I was 14 years old. She was in remission a few months later, but then relapsed the summer after my senior year of high school. She passed away six months later due to complications from a bone marrow transplant.


If you knew my mom, then you know how big of a honor it was to have her in your life. People say all the time that they have the best mom in the world, but I would have to disagree. My lala was the best mom in the world, hands down. She was the best human being I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing. My lala loved God, people, and life. She was the most hospitable person I’ve ever known, and to know her was to love her. This world became a darker place when she left it.


My mom’s favorite part of the year was Christmas time. She loved everything about Christmas. She always decorated the house like crazy, had tons of Christmas activities planned, and hosted a huge Christmas Eve party every year for her family. Christmas was her jam, so every year on her birthday I celebrate by decorating my house for Christmas. I have several of her ornaments, and I love pulling them out and remembering the story behind each one. She started me a Snow Village when I was a little girl and gave me a new piece every year, and I love pulling those boxes out and reading the notes that she wrote on the boxes. I am excited to pull all of my decorations out and spend a few hours remembering her today.


If you still get the honor of celebrating your mom’s birthdays with her, do it. Hug her tight, tell her how much you love her, and spoil her rotten on her birthday. I only wish I could do the same with mine.

Happy birthday, Lala. We love you and miss you more than you know.


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