My phone rang at 6:53 this morning. My phone always rings at 6:53 a.m. on October 9 – Mom and Dad are on the other end of the line to sing Happy Birthday to me at the exact time that I was born. Many of you read my birthday wish a couple of years ago to keep receiving these calls, and thanks to your support, modern medicine, and the grace of God, they continue.
But because of our Grand Canyon hike a month ago, this is the first year Mon and Dad have been in Tucson on my birthday – and 6:53 a.m. in Ohio is 3:53 a.m. in Arizona. So yesterday I sent a text to Dad and encouraged them to wait to call me until 6:53 a.m. in their time zone. A couple of minutes later, the response came that they had already set two alarm clocks to make sure they were on the phone at the proper time. And I have to admit that it wouldn’t have been the same otherwise.
For years, I shared my birthday with my friend Bob Campbell – he had already used it 29 times before sharing it with me. Every year, we made a point of finding each other at some point during the day to wish each other a Happy Birthday. Bob died a few years ago, but this morning I remembered his 55th birthday – his wife and friends were throwing him a surprise birthday party and asked me to come up with a gag gift similar to the Golden Buckeye Card that gives discounts to senior citizens in Ohio. So I did, and they presented him with the Golden Double-Nickel Card, with the tag line “For Those Ten Glorious Years Between Old Age and Retirement” . . .
At age 26, I thought that was pretty funny. Still do, but now there’s a difference – today, I qualify . . .
Does this mean you'll be going out to eat your evening meal around 4 pm from now on? LOL!!!
Hope you've had a glorious day!
Have a wonderful day — you have already received the very best gift of all.
Ouch … I'm old, but not THAT old (yet)
Happy Birthday, Greg! My Mom calls me at my birth time, too! Only problem I ever had is that she used to call me at 8:15 a.m. when I was the daughter born at 1:15 p.m. It's always been a bit confusing because my sister is the worst birthday present I ever got. Yep, she arrived at 8:15 on the morning of my second birthday. Hoping your day is winding down as wonderfully as it began. nise in Michigan
I just hit the big 6-0 a few weeks ago. Which qualified me for the first-Wednesday-of-the-month "senior citizen discount" at our big grocery chain. It was painful for me to sign up . . . but it did save me $5 the first time I used it. 🙂
Happy belated!! That's a fun tradition 🙂 Our family does good to call each other actually on the person's birthday instead of the next day 🙂