Turned 56 last week. In the mist of my brother in law's funeral with the entire family gathered, one of my sister's said to me "Happy Birthday". My mother then said "Whose having a birthday. Whose birthday is it?" This was after trying to call my father the week before and the conversation went like this:
Dad it's Pam...
Who?
Pam, your daughter Pam.
Kim?
No Pam, Pam your daughter
I don't know a Kim
No Pam
Who is this?
Pam =sigh= your eldest daughter Pam
Here's Reba [my mother] talk to her...
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After awhile birthday means nothing. I just know I'm old and getting older every day...