My Birthday Wish

I usually like to keep this day a secret, but I have a reason to bring it up this year. I have a special birthday wish that those who read this can help to make come true.

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A Cure for the Blues

I tend to get depressed on my birthday every year. It’s not so much because I’m aging, although that is a small part. I have my reasons, and they’re a bit personal to write on my blog. But, keep reading and you’ll see how I cured the birthday blues.

Wistful Wednesday Wisdom

(For use of photo, please attribute to Lori and this blog.)

This is a wistful, melancholy day indeed … for me anyway. I don’t want to face this birthday. I want to pull the covers over my head and fast forward to tomorrow. No wait, rewind would be better, because I’d be young again. Sigh.

Birthdays

When the lady asked him is age
he held up three fingers.
When he grew a little older
and started school,
he spoke in halves.
I’m six and a half.
I’m seven and a half.
I’m eight and a half.