I was born in a day like tomorrow. My mother often tells the story of giving birth to me every year around this time. She sends me birthday letters which I've been receiving from her for over 10 years now. I keep them in an archive with other possessions that I've collected from my loved ones so far.
I know the story of that day precisely as if I could be all conscious when she realized I was knocking to let myself into this world while at this very time she was on her way back home from the school she used to teach. I can even see her reading the story of St.Mary from Quran while awaiting me. I can also see the excitement of my sister who was eagerly waiting to see a baby GIRL as she had prayed to have a sister with kinds of features that she later realized I perfectly matched with all!
There are many things that could make me appreciative of being alive beside it would be a shame for me not to meet Mr.B if I wasn't here ;-).