February 28 and March 1 are two of my most favorite days of the year. My oldest daughter was born on a February 28, twelve years ago. You read right, my oldest girl just turned 12. When she was just two years old I was diagnosed with cancer. A rare cancer, we couldn’t even find a doctor that knew about it, less much treat it.
Long story short, we are both happy to be together and a day like February 28th is very emotional to me. The blessing of seeing her become a young girl makes me teary and proud. You can not imagine the nights I cried asking God to give me an opportunity to watch her grow and become a young woman and be a part of her journey. I am the most thankful mamma.
March 1 is my husband’s birthday.This man makes me happy and I am so proud of him.
So you can imagine the celebrations we have every year with two very important occasions occurring one day after another. It’s like a week long celebration. I don’t mind, you see I don’t cook for all those days and that makes me happy too.
I thank God every day and night for the daily blessings and mercy he pours over me.