Today is my birthday and I have mixed feelings about it because Betsy isn’t here. Before my 50th birthday Betsy and I were planning to have a big celebration for me. I still had a party, but a smaller one at my home instead of the big party she and I were going to plan. My birthday was never a big deal in my family and still really isn’t, a fact that has made me feel badly, especially when I see my friends have elaborate celebrations with their families and friends.
I made sure Betsy’s birthday was always something very special for her. For her last birthday we went to Hofbrauhouse in Pittsburgh, a german beer garden. We had a nice dinner with the entire family and her boyfriend, with a ice cream cake. Then she went out with her friends. I believe I’ve already written about that story. I’ve always made a big to do over her birthday to make her feel special, I guess that’s what I want for me. I do usually have dinner with my mom and stepfather, but the rest, it’s just another day. I guess I need to gather my friends together for a birthday dinner next year, maybe I won’t feel so bad.