Today is the infamous Friday the 13th! Made famous by many movies (which I have never seen), loads of urban legends (which I am a sucker for) and also the day prior to my birthday (OK, so maybe that last one is not so famous!)
One of my best friends children was born on August 13th...We were both hoping she could hold out just one more day to rid herself (and him) of the dreaded occurrence of his birthday falling on that specific date! (But you can't stop Mother Nature.)
But is being born on the 13th such a bad thing? He gets LOTS of attention due to the fact that he is a 'Friday the 13th' birthday. He sees it in the positive light...more attention to him and his special day.
On the way to work this morning I spoke to my mom about her fears that I might have been born on the 13th...her response, "I just wanted you to be healthy...the date had nothing to do with it...it is only a number!" Plus, being that I was a week early probably put her mind greatly at ease!
My Grandmother used to rise every morning and sing "Oh what a beautiful morning! Oh what a beautiful day!" Whether it was raining, sunny or foggy had nothing to do with how she was going to experience that day. Maybe we can all take a lesson from mom-mom and believe that '13' is just a number and Friday the 13th is just another day...or is it? So have some fun with it, wait it out and soon it will be the 14th...and now you all know what special day THAT IS!!! Thanks Mom!