My dad has always called me his "8-0-5 Special". No, I don't resemble a train nor do I feel that I am anyone special, but the circumstances surrounding my birth are quite unusual. You see, I was born on the 8th month and 5th day at 8:05 in the morning and weighed 8 lbs. and 5 oz. And to top it off, my husband just happened to born at 8:05 also. J
Also, regarding birthdays, here is something that I found amusing. Two years ago, I was being a little silly and made up a song that went like this:
"Tomorrow is my birthday,
birthday, birthday.
Tomorrow is my birthday,
I'm going to be... OLDER!"
And, then, I pretended to cry, "Waaaaah!"
Our youngest son, who was 5 at the time, said, "Mom, you have to get older to get to Heaven!"
Guess that puts things in the proper perspective, huh? J
~Connie |
• Aug. 6, 2006 - Happy Belated Birthday!
May the Lord richly bless you, guide you, and use you for His glory! I think you're special, too :)!