Today is my eldest son's 27th birthday. Twenty-seven on the 27th. The coincidences of the numbers is obvious. The 27 numerology is like a God Wink. (Thank you, Jennifer for sharing this book with me: When God Winks at You: How God Speaks Directly to You Through the Power of Coincidence by Squire Rushnell.) I felt like Steve was telling my son, "I love you all the time."
The last time my son was with this father while he was still conscious was on his 26th birthday. I don't think that is lost on him and it has been a somewhat difficult birthday for him. He goes tomorrow to have the family crest tattooed over his heart. This is his tribute to his father...and my birthday gift to him.
I have too often discounted my sons' grief. I've been so consumed with my own that I have failed to meet their needs during this difficult time. I hope one day they will forgive me for not doing my best for them. Now that I am coming out of the fog of numbness, I will vow to do better for them...and they deserve it.