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Special Days for Special People

Since I seem to have a little more time today I want to remember all the Special days for the past couple of months. I figure after this I can remember them as they happen. My in-laws were married for 31 years on January the 6th. That is a big deal for sure. Especially in this day and age when one out of every two marriages ends in divorce. My son Ethan's birthday was on the 11th of January. What a big ,sweet boy. Grandmother turned 80 on the 1st of February. We had a birthday party for her. I was so glad to see so much of my family there. My little brother, Dave was there with his family. His wife Ashley,who is making us all proud starting law school this year and my niece Meredith, who is not only adorable, but just as smart as her parents. My older brother Tom also brought his much larger family. He has four girls; Sarah, Natalie, Missy, and the ever enchanting little Kelly. He and my sister-in-law Karen (I spoke about her before) were as usual highly entertaining. Tom's birthday was on the 12th of February along with my step-brother Curt's birthday. My friend Hope's daughter Addison had a birthday on the 21st. I believe she turned four and I am sure it was a great celebration. My friend Christy had her birthday on the 24th. I am sure that birthday was brought in with a lot of alcohol!!!! My Mom, Mary Nichols - Comerford, would have celebrated her birthday on the 27th if she hadn't died of breast cancer a little over two years ago. Of course my birthday was on the 28th and all I can say is Ouch!!! I think since I have already mentioned natalie's birthday I am caught up and can start fresh tomorrow.

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