Dear Bono,
Today is your birthday. Happy Birthday! I wonder how you celebrate birthdays. I have found that as I have reached adulthood, birthdays excite me less each year. I think my peak was age 7, when I got my Barbie with the swimming suit and crimped hair and a Barbie sized swimming pool. I remember taking it out back and filling some water in that pool and putting my Barbie in it, while my mom made sure to warn me not to get her hair wet because it would ruin her hair. I took really good care of my toys, since we didn't have much money and I knew each toy would have to last a long time. Now my Barbies are all in a little suitcase. My sister opened up her Barbie suitcase for her daughter to play with over Thanksgiving. It was a jumble of plastic legs and torsos, yet looking at each Barbie brought back such memories!
Now that I am grown and have more money, each little thing I have is just that-one more little thing. This year, I want memories for my birthday, not things.
xoxo
JP
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