Born near the Fourth of July

July 4, 2008 | Holiday

Tomorrow is my birthday. I’m not really counting anymore, but if you are that curious, it’s number 46.

Last year, I shared a few thoughts on how much I loved having a birthday near the Fourth of July as I was growing up.

I’ve always loved fireworks. I was well through most of elementary school before I admitted that the fireworks weren’t actually for me. The best ones ever? About 14 years or so ago, my husband and I hiked Mount Washington over the holiday weekend and were staying in one of the AMC huts. We saw the North Conway fireworks from above. Nothing like it.

The weirdest birthday ever? In recent years, it would have to be the year David and I were touring Scotland and England for two weeks in early July. It was odd to be celebrating my birthday without a national holiday.

This year, though, I just want to wish everyone a very happy holiday weekend and a special happy birthday to everyone who was also born near the Fourth of July.

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