ADVERTISEMENT
That’s why, when my birthday approached last year, I expected nothing more than the usual routine. I planned to spend the day working, maybe grab dinner with a friend, and call it a day. My family had asked if I had plans, but I brushed it off and told them not to worry about it.
The day itself began normally. I woke up, checked my phone, and saw a handful of birthday messages. My parents had already texted me, along with my siblings and a few friends. I replied with quick thank-yous and got ready for work. Nothing about the morning hinted that anything unusual was coming.
ADVERTISEMENT