When I was little, it was a treasure and a delight for me to be able to stay up for 9:52 PM on my birthday each year… For me to be able to celebrate the exact time of my successful birth into this world.
Here I am, a few-ish decades later, wanting 9:52 PM to hurry up already, because I’m tired and want to go to bed, and I have been up since four this morning. 😂
Gotta love it (and I do!)!
Happy Birthday to me!!