My dad died on September 18, 2006.
My blog, My Blonde Life, was born on September 18, 2014.
I didn’t intend to share the month and day of Dad’s departure with my writing’s arrival, but so it went.
… the day of one’s death is better than the day of one’s birth.
I imagine King Solomon, the likely author of Ecclesiastes, penning those words with a scowl. Death better than birth? The guy must’ve been having a bad day. Or a bad week. Maybe even a bad year.
Life in 2020 is no piece of cake, but let’s enjoy a slice together anyway since someone’s having a birthday tomorrow.
Happy 6th birthday, My Blonde Life! I’m glad you were born.
(If you haven’t already, invite a friend to subscribe to my blog today. They might even thank you later.)
L to R: Flicka, Ricka, and Dicka and the birthday (carrot) cake Flicka baked from scratch today.
*Names in this blog have been changed to protect my family and friends in the neighborhood, and in a nod of appreciation to the beloved Swedish author Maj Lindman, I’ve renamed my three blondies Flicka, Ricka, and Dicka.