First let me say that I’m totally delighted to be invited to Amber’s blog. I was pleased when we set the date, too. But then, she told me what she wanted me to write about.
“I’m asking authors to write their favorite birthday memory…” That’s what she said.
Let me say right now, I’m 49 years old–49 years, 0 months, and 19 days, to be exact. Granted, that’s not so many birthdays that I’ve forgotten all of them. It’s just, I’ve been busy. This past birthday is automatically right up there among the favorites by virtue of coming through it unscathed. Still, I didn’t get to spend much time with my family unless you count worrying about the storm with my niece. She made me some excellent pierogies and a yummy red velvet cake. Unfortunately, my calls from my girls were laden with questions about whether the electricity was still on, everyone’s safety, downed trees, how much snow we were having and if the gas heat had kicked in. I count myself especially lucky that I had four walls and a roof around me, and that I did get to speak to those most important in my life.
I vividly remember my tenth birthday–I wanted a train set so badly. completely by accident–honest!–I found a large box housing a train set in a closet or under a bed the morning of my big one-oh. Just like that, the pleasure of the day was drained away. I suppose you could say that I learned a valuable lesson that day. I will always love trains, but I didn’t enjoy that particular gift much.
These days, I love any birthday that includes hearing the voices of both of my daughters, along with my sister and niece, and talking to close friends are a bonus beyond measure.
In short, every birthday is my favorite. The thing I like most about celebrating birthdays, besides ice cream cake and red velvet, is being here to celebrate the day in the first place.
With that in mind, I’m going to share my belated birthday with you. Two readers who comment will get to choose one of my books for download. Check my website www.jjmassa.com to see what’s on offer.
Thanks again, Amber, for having me here today.