Celebrate Life: Happy Birthday Bob!

Interesting day. I bought flowers today. Roses to be exact. They were so pretty. But I haven't seen an ugly flower yet. I did get tired of having to explain why I was buying the roses. Can't a girl buy flowers? The reason I was buying them, was because it was my grandfather's birthday. He would have been 76.

So I buy my flowers, and head to the cemetery. Oh was it hot. But that's beside the point. It was actually a serene moment between the two of us. I talked out loud for probably 20 minutes, telling him how much I missed him, and that I understood his decision to do what he did, but that wasn't going to stop the pain that he had caused leaving us the way that he did. I laughed, I cried, and then left. Most people don't like cemeteries, and well normally I don't. But today, was right. I needed to be there. And I feel like some weight has been lifted off my shoulders. It doesn't stop the hurt, but it helps. More than I thought it would. I plan on visiting more often. But not when it's so damn hot.

Mom called in the middle of my visit, because I had accidentally called her before. She's like where are you? And when I said, Roselawn, she's like, by yourself? Well yeah. It's Bob's birthday. I think I surprised her. I guess it's not everyday you stop by the cemetery. I do think it would be the perfect place to free write. I haven't done that in forever. Free write that is.

So I end this post, wishing Bob a happy birthday. I miss you, and hope you're happy, wherever you shall be.

Robert Dale Dixon.
August 11, 1930-September 9, 2005
Happy Birthday!!!!