The reason we call them "Happy" is one day we can taste the evils of cake, ice cream. The abundance of a meal we dressed up and went out to eat, we didn't have to prepare ourselves. Of course the other milestones in our calendar of birthdays were exceptional. At fourteen we got a driver's license, at sixteen we got a commercial chauffeur's license, at twenty one we could vote. But the bestest day of all, even though it wasn't our birthday, was when we walked down the isle and said, I do, to the one we wished to share the rest of our life with.
Hugs and Happy Birthday Feyre
always
Barb