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as me as me can be


today is my birthday.  35 incredibly rich years ago today i was born around ten o'clock in the morning.  as the birthday wishes have already been pouring in on facebook, i am reminded of just how tremendously blessed i am to have had people who loved and cared about me across so many different chapters of my life.  it is truly humbling and breathtaking.  thank you. 

but it's not just my birthday, of course.  many others share march 2nd as their day of birth, including this guy:


and this guy:


who wrote so many amazing things, things that not only rhyme but told the truth in so many interesting and challenging ways.  on this day, as i thank God for making me me, i sing these dr. seuss words:

"Today you are You, that is truer than true.  There is no one alive who is Youer than You!"

and so i am as me as me can be today.  but i wouldn't be me without all of you, so as i celebrate today, i think of you (or yinz, as we say back in western pa).  this is your day as much as it is mine.  let's make it another great year together, shall we? 

Comments

Anonymous said…
happy birthday & many more blessed years 4 u!
Emoly said…
I tried to think of
something that rhymed for this post,
a birthday haiku.

Yeah, that's the best I could come up with. So here's my best cable cash voice singing, "Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Gre-egg, Happy Birthday to You!!!"

(this is so much better then the lame birthday wishes I left you on fb)
Gregory said…
i like how gre-egg reminds me of green eggs. and ham. yum.

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