Can't recall having a particularly bad birthday, though some have been better than others.
Of course, I was never in the same situation as the woman whose husband gave her a cemetery plot for her birthday. She didn't speak to him or weeks and the following year he didn't give her a present at all. "Don't I get a birthday gift?" she asked. "Nope!" he said. "You haven't used last year's yet."
But Didge, if she had used it, she wouldn't be getting a gift anyway. I never heard of posthumous birthday gifts, unless maybe it's putting flowers on a grave.
Maybe Hubby thought of that... sounds like win-win for him.
To be adversarial, all of my birthdays were nice ones.
That time my grandpa died the day I was supposed to have my party
No gifts from hubby and meanness
I woke up on my 20th Birthday crouched in a big mud puddle, huddled in a poncho in a monsoon rain, cradling an M16.
That would definitely put a damper on things (how could a monsoon be anything else?). Glad you made it home safely.
Yes I made it home eventually but far to many young men didn't. As you grow older and hopefully wiser you see the folly of war.
Can't recall having a particularly bad birthday, though some have been better than others.
Of course, I was never in the same situation as the woman whose husband gave her a cemetery plot for her birthday. She didn't speak to him or weeks and the following year he didn't give her a present at all. "Don't I get a birthday gift?" she asked. "Nope!" he said. "You haven't used last year's yet."
But Didge, if she had used it, she wouldn't be getting a gift anyway. I never heard of posthumous birthday gifts, unless maybe it's putting flowers on a grave.
Maybe Hubby thought of that... sounds like win-win for him.
I would guess my worst birthday was on the day I was born. Making my way out could not have been easy.
Fortunately, I don't remember it.