It amazes me the importance certain days hold for children (and some adults). I know I am a little weird compared to most muggles, but my birthday is not a favorite day. I know, I know that is rather bizarre.
The other day at school a first year wrote about being invited to a birthday party, another first year brought me a dozen roses, a third brought jerky that I had mentioned was delicious. It makes me smile that they are soo excited to celebrate a day that I want to just slip by without any noise.
Where did my birthday joy go too?
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