rayvyn2k | My sister and me...

My mother tells me that when I was almost five, I told her I wanted a baby sister for my birthday.

Since Mom was pregnant at the time, there was a 50/50 chance of my wish coming true.

So, on August 15th, my sister was born...two days before my birthday.

Now, when we were younger, we usually had to celebrate our birthdays together on the 16th...I mean, why have two cakes two days apart...the family coming over...etc when it can all be done on one day?

I have to tell you that in those days, neither of us liked it much. We sort of felt gypped out of our own "special" day.

However, as we got older, we continued that tradition.

After I moved, we realized how much we had come to love spending our birthdays together...and we missed it terribly.

Well, this weekend, we will get to do it again, finally. We are meeting at my father's house in order to celebrate our birthdays.

Hubby and I are leaving after work to begin the journey down. My sister and her husband are already there.

I can't wait.