I am not big on my birthday. My birthday date is a bit unique. A bit controversial. October 31. AKA: Halloween.
I have experienced the gamot.
When I was little, my siblings shared their candy with me. Consider the sugar possibilities ! ! ? ? ! ! Cake, ice cream, and candy! ! My birthday is shared with deer hunting season, so celebrations had to be scheduled around school and the hunter Dad's absence.
Then as I got older, I heard things like, "Aren't you a witch!" Excuse me, HELLO! ! It is just a date.
That was in response to securing my driver's license number and expiration date for a check.
Then there was the look of horror on the faces of fellow Christians when they discovered I shared my birthday with the horrible holiday Halloween. I even heard from one person that birthday costume parties were only acceptable for people without Halloween birthdays!
Oh well. So I tend to be reluctant to share my birth date. Here I am announcing it to the world on my blog!
But as I have gained wisdom (i.e. not older), I don't dread it so much. I actually look forward to it. My only request is I don't have to cook on my birthday. A logical request considering the need to get children costumed up and answering the door to hand out candy. I look forward to not cooking. I look forward to greeting the little princesses, lady bugs, puppy dogs and other cutely dressed tots. No, I don't look forward to the zombies and other blood encrusted children.
But the smiles and sweet "tank ewes" I do enjoy.
Occassionally, the familiar face of an adult I haven't seen in years is a delightful treat. I really do love children. I really do believe they are a gift from the Lord.
If I can bless them and love on them this way, then I will.
And then, I will share in my children's sweets after they go to bed. Then I go shopping on Nov. 1 to get the clearanced candy, cause afterall, I like CANDY ! !
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