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The first birthday I remeber🎉

I remember this day so well unfortunately. I was turning 10 and I remember how hard dad tried to make this day great until he broke the news to me. I knew something had happened to mom, she was never around but every time I asked about her dad got really defensive and told me she was gone. Mom had been gone 10 years to this day, I knew I would meet her one day and I was preparing for it. Every year on my birthday dad bought me lots of balloons, after we celebrated we'd let them go in the sky and he told me mom got them. This made every one of my birthdays so special, this was the only time he talked about mom but he only talked vaguely.

Today was different, dad was nervous about something... He was rushing everything and before I knew it my face was smashed in cake while opening gifts. Once the couple friends I had left and grandma too, dad told me we had to have a talk. Something didn't seem to right about it but I was 10, what was I thinking could be wrong it was my birthday.
       "Could you go upstairs Linda? This is a rough topic" dad said slowly. I know my 10 year old self was nervous now. He started to ask about my day and how I liked my gifts but I interrupted "are we gonna still send the balloons to mommy?"  that was the best part of my birthday, that's all I really wanted to do. "There's actually something I need to tell you about mommy" I remember him saying and i remember being so happy, I though my mom was coming home... but then dad started crying. It was my birthday why was my dad crying on my birthday...? "what's wrong daddy" I asked as a concerned 10 year old and he replied with "you will unfortunately never get to see mommy"...

  my heart shattered

       "why daddy? why? I really wanna see mommy" I explained. "well reign 10 years ago mommy went to the hospital to have you and after mommy pushed you out her heart stopped. mommy lost a lot of blood and the doctors didn't think you were gonna make it, they tried to save mommy but there was nothing they could do.... mommy lives in heaven now and that's why we send her balloons every year" dad said sobbing now. I remember being upset and angry and I unfortunately understood that meant mom was dead.

       "does mom really get the balloons daddy?" I asked with confusion. "of course she does princess. you know you look just like your mommy? you both are so beautiful." he stopped crying and was holding my hand staring at me. "you wanna send mommy the balloons now" he asked, and I definitely wanted too. We sent her the balloons and dad was crying and so was I now, he whipped my tears and said "you can't cry reign you gotta be strong like mommy was." We sat outside until the sun went down, him telling me about mom and what she looked like and her favorite things.

Unfortunately, my mind was wondering off about how my birthday will never be the same again.

💔-end chapter.