Those birthdays with zeroes at the end impact each of us differently. I still remember the first one when Dad asked how it felt to have reached my first decade. I don’t think any of the following decades bothered me that much. Yes fifty was a milestone and sixty felt wrong. Heaven knows what seventy will feel like if I make it. For Dad the next milestone will be ninety in March next year.

The next family milestone should have been Linda’s sixtieth on 10 November 2020. I have no idea how we would have celebrated given that we are once again in lockdown in England. Sadly, Linda left us in May. I was looking forward to buying a suitably rude age-related card. Perhaps I should have bought one anyway?

The image below is scanned from the only exercise book I have from my primary education. The entry for 3 November 1963 records how we celebrated Linda’s third birthday. I’m sure she was delighted with the toy telephone. As I can’t telephone this year to say happy birthday I thought I’d say it via WordPress instead. Linda you are not forgotten. I wish I’d got to buy that sixtieth birthday card but I know that you are in safe hands with your Heavenly Father and have no need of cards or cake or candles or presents. Happy Birthday little sister!

Love from David

Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. This I declare about the LORD: He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; He is my God, and I trust him. (Psalm 91:1-2 NLT)