October 19, 2007

  • Today’s my Mom’s birthday. Happy birthday, Ma!


    Over dinner I asked her how she used to celebrate birthdays as a child. She said she didn’t. How sad. “Did someone say ‘Happy Birthday’ to you? Like maybe Grandma?” No. I guess birthdays just weren’t big things back then… until you’re old or if you were more westernized.


    fresh eggsDad said that on their birthdays Grandma would boil just the celebrant one egg. They would have to go and eat it quietly in the corner so not to tempt others. Eggs were a luxury. I asked Mom if they did the same thing. But since they had a chicken farm, eggs weren’t anything special. Haha. If only they had known each other then my Mom could have given my Dad some eggs! And then my Dad could have gone over with his guitar and sang her “happy birthday”!

    Our birthdays are pretty low key but always celebrated. I still remember a barbie cake that they let me pick out. She stood up and her full skirt was the cake. It was amazing. My parents know how to make us feel special.

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