Well its my birthday. I just got home from work. My Godbrother and sister(2 of my Godmother's kids) came down here to Orlando to see my show and celebrate my birthday. Its almost been 2 months since my Godmother died.
This morning I recieved a phone call around 6 AM. I woke knowing that it had to be my Godmother. She never missed a birthday and always wanted to be the first to call. But, obviously it wasnt. I came back to reality.
Today is truly is a bittersweet day. My Godmother was so excited about me turning 21. Alot more excited than me or anyone. She made everything so special. I just want to hear that voice on the other line. Singing to me "Happy Birthday" and that special way she said " My dear Anthony"(she never called me Antony!)
Im still waiting for that phone call.....Happy Birthday, My dear Anthony
