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And what a great day it was, both then and now!
Here's what I remember of the stories of my birth: as she was leaving for the hospital, one of my brothers said, "Hope you get your girl, Mom." She had had three boys in a row, stairsteps apart. 6 years later, she got me. Whoa. (And another boy 4 years after me.)
And that she hemorrhaged. And needed a blood transfusion. And that she didn't know she had a girl for 3 days. (?-really?)
Yup. I'm spoiled.
I am truly loved by each of my brothers, and I love each one of them just as much.
And my sisters-in-law, and my friends.
My blessings are many.
Oh--and the Blueberry Rhubarb Crisp? Absolutely Yummy!!
Thank you for reading. Hugs.
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