ElvisToday is another milestone in our adoption wait.   I’ve turned another year older and today also marks 30 years since Elvis died on my birthday (I won’t say which one).

I’ll never forget the day he died.   I was at the grocery store with my mom picking out what kind of birthday cake I wanted her to bake for my birthday when they made the announcement overhead that Elvis had died.   The store got very quiet and you could feel the sadness.   I’ll never forget that moment.

So for the past 30 years, I’ve always had a bit of sadness on my birthday, not just because I’m a year older, but also because I think of the day Elvis died.   I wasn’t a huge Elvis fan at the time of his death but since we have this date connection, I’ve grown to love his music over the years.

I was really hoping that today might could be remembered as the day we heard some good news from our agency but it doesn’t look like that’s going to happen.   So, I guess it’s just me and Elvis, celebrating today in opposite ways.
 

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