Usually I'm not very excited about my birthday. Perhaps because I've always shared it with my brother, David. Happy Birthday, bro! But this year is special to me, because ten years ago my doctors said I wouldn't make it past two years. I made it and kept on making it. This month I have to take an exhaustive list of tests. It comes with the territory, but I'm good about it. I exceeded my expectations. My doctor's are happy with my progress and the ticking clock has been removed from their mouths about me. So this is a happy, happy birthday for me. I hope you share it with me today. I will be on Facebook hosting my own e-party so to speak. Thanks for being my friend and praying for my success.
