If I Could…

If I could…

I’d wake you up and brush your hair back gently and give you a big smooch on your cheek and be the first person to wish you a Happy Birthday just as I was the first 19 years ago. Actually, I think that a nurse might have been the first but she doesn’t count.

I’d make you whatever you wanted for breakfast. Probably pancakes or french toast with fresh strawberries and turkey bacon on the side and a birthday sparkler candle in the middle. But if you really wanted, I’d get you some Durian.

I’d probably take you to lunch or get you lunch from Chick Fil A or maybe Chipotle.

If I could…

I’d take the girls to get pedicures.

I’m sure I would take you all to Starbucks.

If I could…

I’d ask you what you wanted for your birthday dinner. You’d probably say Amber’s. I’d buy you all of the cheese naan and Chicken Tikka Masala and Indian Cake Balls you could possibly eat.

I’d hug you as much as possible and as tightly as I could for as long as I could and tell you how incredibly blessed your dad and I are to have you in our lives and how old it makes us feel that you are 19.

I’d be there when you opened your present. I hope you like it. I hope you get it! (darn shipping issues…..)

If I could…

I’d tell you how proud of you I am and that you look more beautiful than ever as you head out to your classes. You’ll probably be wearing a jacket, though.

I’d be there when you blew out your candles on the cake that is supposed to be delivered to your dorm today. I sure hope it’s yummy! Shhh…. it’s a surprise!

If I could…

I’d have been the one to make your cake instead of having one delivered.

I’d call you at 12:44pm but it will be 2:44am here in Singapore. I might still set my alarm. I’d tell you I still don’t care that I didn’t get to see the last 15 minutes of that silly soap opera I used to be all caught up in.

If I could… you know I would. I do not like that we are not with you physically, Tori, but I suppose this is God’s way of letting others partake in the blessing of being with you. I guess I can’t hog you forever.

Happy Birthday, baby!!! If I could, I would certainly tell you in person how much I love you. And that’s a whole bunch!

Consider yourself hugged.

And sat on.

Happy Birthday, Tori!

In Singapore, it is February 1st today. It’s still January in Texas where the birthday girl is. Weird, huh? So, I can’t officially wish Tori a Happy Birthday but I have to because today is February 1st where I am.

In Texas time, 19 years ago, Tommy and I would be walking and walking and walking trying to get this baby out of my belly. It was a Thursday evening and I had worked a full week at the bank and was just plum tuckered out and feeling fatter than ever carrying what turned out to be a 9lbs. 4oz. beautiful baby girl named Tori who came into this world on Friday, February 1, 1991. 

I think she is currently at my sisters house in Dallas finishing up some laundry and enjoying a birthday dinner with them. Thanks, Edie and Brian for taking such good care of our kiddo!!

Here’s a post from last year that Tommy wrote. It’s in a series of posts leading up to her 18th birthday and high school graduation if you’d like to read all 7. http://stunz.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-all-about-tori-part-2.html

We love you, Tori and miss you like crazy. I don’t like that we are not all together on your birthday one bit. And I really don’t like that you’re getting to eat some good Mexican food without me.