The prompt for NaBloPoMo for today was: "What is your favorite holiday memory? (And yes, you can pick any holiday,
including your birthday)" Well,
TODAY is my birthday. Another trip around the sun. Another year to reflect on. Another..... year.
There are many memories each of us have of favorite birthdays. My brother is twenty years older than me and has lived most of his adult life in South Africa. When I was a little girl, I rarely saw him. He and his family would come home to the U. S. every five to six years. I missed him terribly and counted the days, weeks, months and years until I would see him again. When he was home for my birthday, it was a special day indeed.
One Very Special Day
My absolute favorite memory of those special birthdays was when I turned ten. My mother was gravely ill throughout my childhood which meant we did not do a lot of celebrating. I was thrilled when she would be well enough to bake a cake for my birthday. This was going to be one very special day. She had made her famous German Chocolate Cake with the pecan and coconut icing. It was a time-consuming, difficult cake to make and reserved for special occasions.