Happy or Sad, which one is it?

Every once in a while, a day or event comes up that should be an extremely happy one.  It was my mom's 69th birthday yesterday June 11th and I'm referring to her natural birthday.  Her 2nd birthday we have reserved for the day she received her double lung transplant,  February 15th.  This brought her A gift that made it possible for her to see more of these natural birthdays...

And so...

After a long stressful first week at a new job I am heading home thinking about the day, thinking about a nice birthday bbq dinner I will prepare with my kids, and just generally enjoying the evening with my mom...  All is well, the dinner is excellent, there's laughter and general time spending etc, then the time comes for the cake...

      "I'll go get Nibbles!", my young boy says...  He knows his pet rat is sick and wants him to join in on the fun...  I promptly go to the refrigerator to be ready to present our little friend with some cucumber and just as I pick it up my son comes running into the room screaming. "NIBBLES IS DEAD!"...  My heart sinks as I scoop up my son into my arms... My boy screaming "NO! NO! NO!".

So at least at this point, the birthday cake is a bust...  Having already sang the traditional birthday song to my mom the only thing left to do is pack up the cake and put it in the fridge, uneaten we will try to salvage it on the following day...  We then changed our focus from the birthday, to the back yard where we will bring Nibbles to his final resting spot...

Life is a trip sometimes...
But we will move on, as we always do in our family...  And as a family we will be strong...

Today, I will take nanna and the kids bowling, sounds like fun!

Rest well Nibbles my friend... We will miss you!