Birth Day

June 25, 2009 at 2:55 pm Leave a comment


Yesterday I got to thinking about my birthday.

 The date that is on my birth certificate, my driver’s license, and all of my other documents is July fourteenth. But according to the adoptive mom and the adoption agency, that date is just an estimation. I could have been born yesterday, today, two weeks from now, or later than my given birthdate.

 An estimation? That is not good enough for me. I want to know at the very least what ACTUAL  day it was that I came into the world. Was it a Monday or a Tuesday? Was it the weekend? I have no real way of knowing.

 I have always known that my birthday was an estimation. Since I was little I remember asking my mom something about the day I was born and her telling me that they really did not know what day I was born. “They made it up I guess” I remember her saying. “It would have been cool if they made your birthday the fourth of July.” She said. “You could have had fireworks on your birthday every year.”

 At the very least, I am thankful someone did NOT decide my birthdate should be July fourth. Like salt rubbed into a wound, fireworks and celebration would be a cruel way to mark a day that holds so much sadness for me.


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