Another year, another birthday.
I am in a reflective mood, rightly so. Year 27 has been an exciting whirlwind full of highs and lows. It’s during these moments that I feel most alive: breathing, moving, feeling, reeling, learning, hurting, and lusting.
Now that it is nearing my specific birth time, I have to appreciate the burden and struggle of childbirth: a newly 19 year old woman unsure of what she was getting herself into. A quick slice of her abdomen and out popped a fat black haired baby with a piercing shrill. I hope that the moment was joyous, but I’m sure it was rich with uncertainty and fear. And hopefully I peed on someone’s face to lighten up the joint.
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Firstly, happy birthday. One more year to make a difference, make a change or make someone laugh (yourself included).
Secondly, as someone who was fortunate to have a mom repeat (for many a year, every year) what a joyous occasion my birth was, I can assure you that even in the most strenuous of circumstances, you were welcomed.
Have a great great great one!
Happy b-day cancer!!! you cancers are exactly that! everyone i know is a cancer!! its unreal!
What are we like – pissing on people’s heads?
Thanks for the bday wishes. You guys rock.
YES!! the peeing is a big cancer thing! ;o) seriously though, its nothing in particular. I just seem to surround myself with Cancers and Libra’s.
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