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February used to be a happy month for my family. The 11th was my mother's birthday and my parent’s anniversary was the 14th, Valentine's Day. The 25th is my brother's birthday. Now there is much sadness in February. My mother died on Feb. 9th, two days before her birthday. My father died February 19th and Ted died February 22nd. It is a dark and gloomy month. It was the Sunday before Valentine's Day that my family went out to dinner to celebrate Moma's birthday and their anniversary.
When I was a little girl, we lived in a little suburban town right on the border of West Philadelphia. We would walk to Main St., get on the trolley car, and go to a Restaurant in West Philly called the Avenue. Main St. turned into Woodland Avenue when you crossed the border into Philadelphia. The Avenue was a well-known Restaurant for a long time.
Many times during this particular Sunday, it would snow. Being February, this was the norm. Sometimes we would get a good blizzard. When my parents were having their 50th Anniversary, we were apprehensive. It turned out to be about 60 degrees that day so we had a great day to celebrate.
I went to lunch with my church friends today. It was good to be with them but somehow, it's not the same as the good times I had with my family.
News from the Vorlon Wife.