Several decades down the road, March 15 became another day of celebration in our family. My nephew, Jared (my oldest sister Marilyn's youngest son) married Glenda in Trinidad, Colorado. She has been a welcome and much loved addition to our ever expanding family. So, another March 15 celebration to add to the calendar.
Last but certainly not least, is THE main reason for March 15 celebrations in the Bush family. My parents were married March 15, 1947 in Hope, Arkansas. Therefore, I was their 15th wedding anniversary present, born on the 15th. If you're into numerology, calculate that one. This year would have been their 62 wedding anniversay, which is almost a lifetime.
This is my first birthday without my mom, and for my dad, the first anniversary without his wife. I'm having a hard time coming to grips with the fact that tomorrow morning, as I have every year, I won't get to talk to both of my parents and wish them a happy anniversary, and them wish me a happy birthday. I think that is one of the hardest things when you lose a loved one, especially a parent: the firsts. First Thanksgiving, first Christmas, and now for me, the first birthday.


