Well...here we are folks! July 14th. My 47th birthday.
I did good.
Only got teary-eyed once thinking about my Mom and that fact that I simply WILL NOT get the call that I've always received on this day. In case you're wondering what that song was, I'll write the words here. The funny part is, I don't even know if these are the exact words to the actual song, but this is how MY ears have always heard them:
"So today is your birthday
That is what I've been told
What a wonderful birthday
You are one more year old.
On the cake there'll be candles
all covered for you
What a WONDERFUL birthday
Happy Birthday to You."
That's the song I will forever miss.
Not gonna say much more 'cause there's just not a whole lot to say. I love my Mom. I miss my Mom. And I thank her for bringing me into the world on this day 47 years ago. I thank her for keeping me instead of "letting a rich White lady have me". Yes...those were her words and that was almost my fate. She was just a young girl, and I was to be put up for adoption and raised in a "better" family because that is what happened to babies born to very young mothers back in 1968. But God had other plans...and I am so glad that He did.
Let the DIALOGUE begin: What special birthday tradition would YOU miss if you didn't have it anymore?
Talk to me!
Til next time...
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