Oma, bless her sweet soul, is one of the few people who actually remembers my birthday every year. We are never near her during my birthday, but she is always the first person to call me to sing to me. I had a dentist appointment one morning while she was here & when I got home, the whole family jumped out at me (giving me a heart attack) singing Happy Birthday.
My actual birthday is July 6, so we were a week early so I didn't suspect anything. But they surprised me with a special birthday breakfast & Oma gave me the sweetest presents. She made her famous crepes & we all had a great time.
My family knows how to make me feel so special.
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