Today is my birthday!
I so appreciate the fact that God has given me another day, and a new start for another year.
No big birthday celebration planned, as usual on my birthday, the weather is horrible, so bitterly cold with dangerous wind chill temperatures. The roads are snow covered and icy.
Not a great day to go out and celebrate.
Sooo….I guess I will just keep my snowman pajamas on, maybe all day, and enjoy the day as best I can.
When we grow old I guess the magic of a birthday is gone, I hate that!
Really wish I had a birthday cake!
Needed my birth certificate last week for ID purposes, after my purse was stolen from my car at the gas station! It was a really awful experience!
I sat down this morning with my coffee, by our warm fire, and looked at the certificate.
Didn’t know, or remember, that my momma was only 21 years old when I was born, my father was 31.
I was a 7-1/2 month baby, 6 pounds, 11 ounces, and I was born at 11:26 PM.
Wondering if it was cold, and snowy that day!
Did they wish for a boy, but God gave another girl, so hope they were happy with me!
My father’s occupation was listed as a machine operator, never knew that!
Not many photos of me as a baby, I suppose I was a bit small, don’t know.
Wishing today that I had asked my sweet mom so much before she went to heaven.
Hope you all have a great day on my birthday!
My day has started with such love, already hearing from my sweet brother and sister.
Love them so very much.
If you are fortunate enough to still have your mother, talk to her so you will know the sweet things of your life.
Just so much love to all today, so glad I am still around to tell you all “I love you”.
XO
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My dear sister,
Checked your beautiful website again just before bedtime and found myself drawn once again to this particular post, “It’s my birthday!” It touches me deeply and takes me right back to the special times we shared when we were little and played together. I can still remember our Doris Day and Mitzi Gaynor paper dolls and dressing them up and taking them for rides in my model cars, particularly a baby blue-and-white convertible that reminded me of the brand new ’57 Plymouth Dad got that had those enormous tail fins. I seem to recall it as a happier time for us–it must have been just before all hell broke loose when for some unfathomable-to-this-day reason Dad brought Maryl to join us at the St. Michael’s carnival. My life was never the same after that. I love you so much, Marlene, and will never forget all the love and kindness you showed me growing up. I was so blessed to have two sisters like you and Yvonne.
Thank you for the beautiful comments my dear brother.
How I miss you.
You were my very own playmate as a child, and I will never forget those days spending time with you!
Love you so!