Well I’d dreaded it but had to deal with it, my special needs daughter Lauren was going to turn 30 in lockdown. We’d had to cancel any party plans or meals out with family, it was going to be just us… or was it!
I’d got balloons already so very early one morning, a few days before, I popped balloons and a note through the doors of people in my road just asking if they hang them outside on her birthday… fingers crossed. Then I took to social media and asked if anyone was passing could they hoot and wave whilst we sat outside having afternoon tea.
Well, it still brings tears remembering it, the community spirit in our street and our town is amazing. Almost every house had hung up the balloons and gone even further by putting up banners and Happy Birthday signs. As we walked down the road to look, neighbours came out to wave, sing and give her cards and gifts, she was over whelmed.
She’d just about calmed down when the noise began, car after car decorated with flags, signs, balloons and whatever people had, started to drive past until the road was almost blocked. It was truly amazing, balloons arrived from shops in town who’d seen my post, cards signed by workers in shops in town, flowers and chocolates from total strangers and people who know Lauren from her volunteering in Basic charity shop.
She had the biggest smile I’ve ever seen and friends were wiping tear streamed faces.
A big birthday in lockdown, all with social distancing, shared with a community. A birthday made very memorable and one she’ll never forget.
Here’s a little poem I wrote for the occasion:
A Lockdown Birthday
We’d planned to have a party
We’d written out a list,
Of family and her special friends
So no one would be missed.
We’d sorted out a venue
A buffet full of food,
Music right for dancing
To get all in birthday mood.
Then suddenly the virus came
And stole away our plan.
So how to make it special
With help I know we can.
We put balloons through neighbours doors
Attached a little note,
Then on to social media
A little plea I wrote.
The morning came, I rose at dawn
As quiet as a mouse,
I opened all the banners
To decorate the house.
She woke, her eyes a little blurred
Her face a little sad,
Would this birthday be forgotten
I felt for her so bad.
I said that we should take a stroll
Around the neighbourhood,
Reluctantly she got her shoes
I hoped this would be good.
As she opened up the door
And took a step outside,
Her face lit up so brightly
I think I could have cried.
For almost every single house
Had banners and balloons,
Signs with Happy Birthday
Their gardens were festooned.
And as we walked, they came outside
And shouted out her name
I’ll never look at this whole road
Ever quite the same.
Then neighbours brought our cream tea out
And on her chair she sat
And people passed and left her cards
Flowers, things like that.
Then cars began to hoot their horns
As people drove on by
Waving, cheering, singing
And she began to cry.
Cars with flags and bunting
Balloons all flying high,
As people from all over town
Gave a special day drive by.
Friends drove down from out of town
To see her on this day,
To make this Lockdown Birthday
The best in every way.
A birthday to remember
Turning 30 and to get
Such love from friends and family,
It’s one she won’t forget.
Copyright (c) 2020 Penny Parker