Any other year, we would have been celebrating my FIL's birthday today...and on Sunday. Yeah, he celebrated his birthday on two different days. When he was growing up, he was always told his birthday was on the 16th and that's when it was always celebrated. However, after he and my MIL got married, they were looking at his birth certificate. Much to their surprise, they discovered he was actually born on the 18th of January not on the 16th. He looked at my MIL and said, "Mami, that's when I always celebrated it so that's when I'll keep celebrating it."
I miss him so damned much. We all do. Even little Gabe keeps mentioning him and talking about him. Last time we were over at my MIL's house, Gabe would give the love seat (my FIL's seat of choice) a funny look every time he came through the room. I still can't believe he is really gone.
Happy Birthday Dad! We love you and we miss you.