As my birthday draws closer, I sit back and tiptoe down memory lane. On my tenth birthday, my parents surprised me with a party at Burger King. All my friends were there before I arrived. As we walked in, I saw my best friend walking toward the bathroom and yelled “Hi!” but she didn’t respond. It bothered me, but Dad made me shake it off and keep walking (for good reason). Jenny was trying to pretend I didn’t see her. I walked into the classic “Surprise!” My party was wonderful.
On my sixteenth birthday, my family, including one grandmother, took me to dinner and a movie. We had a wonderful time, and the movie City Slickers entertained us with laughter, but all I could do is whine about not having presents. I wish I had been more appreciative and understanding about what I did have, not worrying about what I didn’t get.
What birthday memories stand out for you?