My youngest daughter Holly was born on Christmas morning, hence the name Holly. She was born at 11:23 a.m. on December 25th but has always disliked her birthday because hey, it sucks being born on such a big holiday. I mean you can't have a birthday party on Christmas Day, who would come?
Years ago John and I decided to move her birthday to November 25th. If for nothing else at least she would be able to have a party with friends and it could kind of be her own day. Still, relatives and friends get confused and sometimes forget her birthday all together which I know bothers her even though she doesn't say much about it.
So on Christmas morning every year John and I always put a little something away for her wrapped in birthday paper. We all sing "Happy Birthday" and take some time to celebrate that beautiful baby we brought home from the hospital fifteen years ago.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL AND MAY 2009 BE FILLED WITH PEACE AND LOVE FOR ALL