The Fourth of July is my birthday. For years I thought all the fireworks and picnics and parades were just for me, and, boy, did I feel important. Then I found out that 99.99 percent of the American public was celebrating Independence Day, and just my family cared about my birthday.
When I matured, just last year, I got over the disappointment and was thrilled to share my birthday with America. I get tingly all over when I hear "I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy."
Just this week, I found out I share my birthday with another significant event. Perhaps not as important as the independence of a nation, but still pretty significant.
I know this is a big holiday weekend here in the States, but if you have time and are interested, stop by tomorrow and discover the surprise. It's a good one.
5 comments:
I will drop by tomorrow, but in case I can't, Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday! This certainly explains your very "independent attitude."
Mary
Giggles and Guns
LOL, Mary.
Thanks for the birthday wishes Mary and Rayna.
I'll go ahead and wish you a early Happy Birthday. I'll pop in tomorrow to see what surprise you have in store for us.
Mason
Thoughts in Progress
Have a happy birthday. You might be interested in a short story I wrote about a child with the same birthday as you. I wrote it ages ago, as a way to practice POV. I'd never written anything from a child's viewpoint before (and I haven't since.)
Looking forward to your surprise
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