Over the weekend my family had a party for my Uncle Grand-baby and in memory of my dad. Because it was my daddy birthday, which is on St. Patrick's Day.They had a table set up with his picture, three candles, and a cake. All three of his kids, his brothers, and his sisters each had to light the candles. It was sad because my mom broke down and started to cry, I held back my tears as long as I could. But in the end I ended up crying and that was something i didn't want to do. After that part was over everybody had a wonderful  time. We partied, laughed, and joked around until about two something in the morning. Wish my dad was here to celebrate it with us, but i know he was there in spirit.♥