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Originally Posted by Uptown Girl
All the answers so far have provided my daily chuckle! 
One day, nearing my 40th birthday, I found myself thinking deeply about my Mom, the day she gave me birth and all that had transpired since that time. I decided to send her flowers to honor her on my special day.
I continued every year after that, sending different flowers each time.
After she passed away, I found all the cards that had accompanied each bouquet, tucked in an envelope with my name on it.. On the back of each card she had written:
'...and I love you so...'
Now my birthdays are days to joyfully think of Momma, 'send' her lots of love.... and just be happy! A very cool thing. |
That's a beautiful story!
As for me, I love birthdays! I used to celebrate the day, then the week. Somewhere it rolled into the Birth Month (friends had a hard time getting together), now it's the Birth Season. It's a great thing to celebrate!