Today as I woke up to find myself another year older, things have been put into perspective for me very well. I was talking with a dear friend late last night as I picked him up from the airport and we were talking about birthdays and he was telling me that now that he has his son, he realizes that his own birthday is more about his mom.
I completely understand that having two boys of my own, the day of our birth was, more than likely, filled with much grunting, tears, blood, crazy breathing techniques, maybe some screaming, and certainly some pain undertaken by our moms to allow us to have this special day of celebration that we focus on ourselves.
So on your next birthday, give your mom a call and tell her "Happy Birthday" as well and reflect on what she has one through to bring you into this world.
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