And baby makes six


On August 5, 1965 a family of five became a family of six.

The first born child, a daughter, was doted upon, as most first borns tend to be.

The second child, also a daughter, was the apple of her father’s eye.

With the third child, the couple had a son. Someone to carry on the family name.

The fourth child was another daughter. Unplanned and unexpected. Well cared for and loved, but nothing particularly special.

She wasn’t smart like her sisters, or athletically gifted like her brother.

She talked a lot.

She was sort of clumsy.

To compete for attention, she became a world class whiner.

When that brought undesirable results, such as regular beatings from her siblings, she discovered another way to garner attention.

She figured out she could make people laugh, even if it meant that laughter came at her own expense. She was really okay with that.

Forty-six years later, much has changed and much has not.

She still talks a lot.

She’s still sort of clumsy.

She’s not much of a whiner anymore, although she still has her moments.

She still likes to make people laugh, even if it’s at her own expense. She’s really okay with that. Still.

She’s a wife, a mother, daughter, sister, a friend, an encourager, a reader, writer, painter, a singer and a worshipper. Some other stuff, too.

She fails miserably at all of the above at times. Sometimes she gets it right, but never all on the same day.

She doesn’t think her birthday is such a big deal. Never has, really. But appreciates the birthday wishes anyway.

Happy Birthday to me.

I never thought I’d live this long. (I wish I were kidding.)

But I’m grateful I did.

O, I believe
Fate smiled and destiny
Laughed as she came to my cradle
Know this child will be able
Laughed as she came to my mother
Know this child will not suffer
Laughed as my body she lifted
Know this child will be gifted
With love, with patience and with faith
She’ll make her way

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