Shannon and Phil at 9 irish brothers Saint Patricks Day Me, Phil, and Tiffany 2 on Halloween, I am a cat!My birthday cake at work, with a measuring cup. LOL
Along with both Easter and Passover, another event happened this week... my birthday. One of the most hated days of the year. I like the birthday thing, but just for everyone else. I have always made a big deal of holidays and birthdays, I am always the one planning for everyone else's birthdays and I seem to be the idea person in my family for gifts and holiday, birthday, anniversary parties and dinners. Don't get me wrong, most of the time I enjoy it, this job that somehow I don't remember signing up for. But I am good at it, but I am not good at my birthday. I have never really enjoyed having my birthday, until this year. I have never felt accepted or as totally loved. I have never really had such a joyous surprise as I got this year. My friends made me cry, I do not remember feeling that loved my friends in a very long time. I was truly surprised and I guess birthdays are a present your friends and family give you each year.
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