A prodigy was born. A 2lb little baby girl born to a young and scared 18 yr old girl. I was given 50/50 odds and beat them. When all else seems off or wrong, I think I was lucky to have made it. Just kidding about the prodigy part. I do not have a lot of details about my birth. Army Hospital, 12 something a.m.. Too early.
So Happy Birthday to me. Another year. But I no longer count them in single numbers. Multiples of 5. That sounds good.
Fa La La
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