Twenty Four Hours

It’s my sisters birthday today. The time of year when birthday’s don’t tend to receive quite the same amount of attention as they should. It’s the luck of the draw. Nobody plans their own birth.

Of course when you get to a certain age that doesn’t tend to matter so much. But it’s still nice to know that people care. That they remember. That we’re not an afterthought.

But nobody’s birthday, at any time of year, receives the same level of attention as many of us gave to Christmas day. It dominates the calendar, sucking everything in its direction like a terrestrial black hole.

Strange. It lasts Twenty Four Hours, just like every other day of the year. Exactly the same potential for good and bad as all the others.

But I hope yours was good.

And I hope today is even better.

ps. Happy Birthday Julie :-)


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