A birthday is a day to celebrate and express gratitude for someone, their life and the memories you've shared. When I host a birthday dinner I always make the attendees go around and say something they love about the person. Since my daily routine usually emcompasses reminders of things I love about my dad, the day passed without incident or intense emotion. However, I find myself looking back and again asking if someone could tell me how to feel?
I'm finding peace in a passage of scripture from the Book of Mormon:
Mosiah 16:8 The grave hath no victory, and the sting of death is swallowed up in Christ.