Papa Terry made it to town! Asher and Brody waited patiently at the restaurant, eyes fixed on the horizon until the rock star himself came breezing through the door. They spent their first few hours cruising the neighborhood in the red wagon and the next few circling the carousel and drinking cherry limeades.
But, today we celebrated.....Papa's birthday!
It was a humble party but there could not have been more excitement from two 3 year olds as they both sang loudly, blew out the candle fiercely and nestled their way onto his lap to help finish the remaining cake and ice cream.
I thought of the lyrics to this song as the night played on.....
Thankful tonight that my dad accepted the gift of GRACE so many years ago.
That today those moments that killed his pride now fill his cup....that he knows and extends the wisdom that the TRUE gift is the knowledge and peace that comes from living a life that acknowledges that LIFE IS SHORT AS THE DAY IS LONG......
Cheers to the furrows on our brow
To each hard-won victory
Cheers to the losses that grew us up
Killed our pride, and filled our cup
Cheers to the friendships well worn in
That time nor distance alter
Here's to the sleepers we'll see again
To each hard-won victory
Cheers to the losses that grew us up
Killed our pride, and filled our cup
Cheers to the friendships well worn in
That time nor distance alter
Here's to the sleepers we'll see again
Find company in memoria
Life is short as the day is long
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