It was said to believe that I spent my last few hours in the womb floating in green meconium stained amniotic fluid; until I was released/forced into this world with forceps.

For weeks afterwards I had this blue/purple bruises on my head as a result of it.

Tomorrow I will be celebrating that day.

What happened to the childlike excitement and anticipation about my birthday?

My wish….

I hope that 35 will prove itself as a lucky number and a good year.

And to remember:

“Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift, that’s why it is called the present”

From the movie:  Kung Fu Panda