This is my birthday, my brother and I were born 7 years and a day apart. Our mother went into labor on his birthday (9/7/1990) but put off going to the hospital until after his birthday celebrations were over. I think it’s beautiful that it seems as though a celebration was being had on the day of my birth.
Saturday, September 8, 1990
This is my birthday, my brother and I were born 7 years and a day apart. Our mother went into labor on his birthday (9/7/1990) but put off going to the hospital until after his birthday celebrations were over. I think it’s beautiful that it seems as though a celebration was being had on the day of my birth.
Music & joy in my BD, of course its not because of me, but its still a cool photo to remind me how we should take life 🙂
My birthday! What a lovely project! Wound of loved to see what he had planned for the pictures 😔 RIP ❤