Today is my Uncle Ken's birthday. He's the youngest brother on my mama's side of the family. I honestly can't tell you how old he is because I have trouble keeping up with my own age most years. Somewhere in his mid 50's because he's younger than my mama.
Today would have been the birthday of my Aunt Wilma. She was the oldest of my father's siblings. She passed away several years ago. I think she would have been 67 this year because her and her siblings were two years apart and my daddy is 63. I miss her tremendously.
As a kid, I used to think it was so cool that I had relatives on each side of the family who shared a birthday. I don't even know why I thought this was the best thing ever but I did.
Also in the category of best thing ever: I was born on my grandparents wedding anniversary. My grandma told me this one year when she was talking about her married life (my grandfather passed away in the early 80s.)
I am in a melancholy mood tonight. Part of that has to do with the time of year. The rest of it has to do with worrying about my uncle and missing my aunt.
Off work tomorrow so I am going to cook and we are going to have Thanksgiving dinner a day early since I have to work every day until Monday.