The NINJA party, I would say, was a success. It came together and I think it met all of Whit's expectations. He didn't have a lot of expectations. He wanted his party at home. He wanted Chinese food, because ninjas originated in China (google it). He wanted a homemade cake with Lego ninjas on top and his closest friends there. He wanted to borrow his uncles "real Samari sword" because he said real nerds have those and Uncle Kendall apparently has 3! Ha. Love you Uncle Kendall. And if you are a nerd you are a totally cool nerd!!!
I spent the last week preparing and adding extra things to Whit's list to hopefully make it even more special. An amazing waterslide was ordered, we ordered ninja masks and swords, a ninja piñata, I drew tons of ninjas, and an Asian dojo, and copied Asian writings. Real Asian take out boxes (it helps when your husband's company makes these) for goodie bags were gotten. The suspense was building and all seemed great until the cake and brownies were a flop the night before. I went to bed sad and depressed and feeling like the party was ruined because I couldn't come through on the cake. But I woke up the next morning and with Steve's help I realized a cake can be bought and it all really will be ok. And it was. No matter what we do nothing will take back two years of missed birthday parties. And a cake mess up is part of the small stuff that we can fix.
It WAS a good day. Emotional in some ways, stressful in many ways, but to hear several "ninjas" say it was "the best party they have ever been too!" and to see the big smile on Whit's face-made it all worth it. Tomorrow is his real birthday and his last request is to have a family breakfast at Waffle House before school😝 So that is what we will do. We will miss Mary and prepare for her "Heavenversay" this week but we also know in our heart that she was here enjoying the day with us. And that she is always proud of her brother and sister for moving forward in life without her and still finding happiness. It is ok to miss her and still be happy. A lesson I am trying to teach myself. Another lesson I am trying to learn is don't cry over the things that can be fixed. And don't dwell on the past and try to erase or fix it. The only choice we have is to move forward. #movingforwardisachoice
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