Birthdays are strange things at best, especially at this point in life. You spend a lot more time reflecting on where you came from, then where you are going. There is less time spent in celebration and more time contemplating the meaning of the time that has passed.
My Mom once told me that in Ethiopia the Mother got the presents on the child's birthday. Maybe that is the way it should be -- but only if you get to pass on the mental wanderings at the same time.
So Happy Birthday to me and Happy Anniversary for the blog -- how many dog years equal a blog year anyway?
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Happy birthday to you and your blog! <3
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