A birthday like no other

Today is my husband Richard’s birthday.

I like to think it was a good one for him, in spite of his hospice situation. I do know I saw some smiles on that still handsome face this morning.

We greeted friends, family and staff with holiday cupcakes. The wise hospital chaplain stopped by again to extend birthday wishes as well.

Richard was serenaded by two music therapists with beautiful voices, one with a guitar. A small hospital room soon made rich with Irish lullabies, Christmas carols and old Beatle tunes.

Richard appeared to enjoy them all and was particularly at peace listening to a duet of “Silent Night.”

“Let if Be,” written by Paul McCartney, was my favorite and also the most emotional for the rest of us. Particularly the first two lines:

“When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me…”

My husband’s beloved mother’s name was Mary.

So perfect, I thought.

What a gift.

The “Birthday” Song

One November day 25 years ago, my husband left work early to go home and cook his special shrimp pasta dish. My favorite.

As I walked down the sidewalk from the bus stop, I heard the Beatles “Birthday” song blaring from the window of our second floor duplex. I knew that song was for me.

It was my birthday.

Walking in the door, I was greeted by a smiling, handsome face, a dozen yellow roses, and one delicious dinner. It was one of my best birthdays ever.

Today I re-discovered these Beatle dolls in our safe deposit box at the bank, after visiting my husband at his group home.

It’s as if the Beatles appeared to perform a ‘reunion tour’ on the wood table in front of me.

And to wish me yet another Happy Birthday, as well as rekindle one special memory.