Every year I have a birthday.
And everything is magnified on that day.
If, by some chance, I don't get a "Happy Birthday" within the first 10 words of my husband's or daughter's utterances in the morning, I feel hurt. On other days, we greet each other with a simple, "Coffee's good."
Everything is magnified on your birthday.
On that day, a card from my brother seems to beam as it takes a place of honor on the kitchen counter. On any other day of the year, his card would have been a delightful surprise, but would have been tucked away in a drawer shortly after I had read it.
Everything is magnified on your birthday.
When there is bickering at my birthday dinner, it seems the evening is ruined. On any other day, a petty argument would be sloughed off.
But everything is magnified on your birthday.
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