Birthday Letter Novels & Stories

He asked curiously. "Mine." She replied, smiling. "How can you have two birthdays at the same time?" "I wonder. My real birthday is January but my brother celebrates it for me every 7th of July. He called it my special birthday from him and that's how it has been over the years now. I keep on forgetting whenever he sends me gifts which is why I used it as my pass code. July 7 feels more like my birthday than January 20. I was born on a different day but I celebrate it on a different day."

I replied with a hint of sadness in my voice “Today was the boys’ birthday?” “Oh my God really. It completely escaped my mind” Wow. He forgot “Wish them a happy birthday on their behalf. I'll send them a gift okay?” *Jacob, whe…when is my birthday? Do you still remember?” “Uhhh..Hazel it's really foggy. Uhmm November 24th?” “Jacob?” I called him tears almost escaping from my eyes “ You forgot, it's August 2nd” Maybe I'm just bad with men in general

Four seasons passing by together until the end of life. After dinner, Lily somehow produced a pair of delicate gemstone cufflinks and handed them to me with a smile. “Did someone forget what day it is?” I froze. I really had not thought about what day it was. With a helpless look, she fastened the cufflinks for me and said gently, “Have you gone silly from work? It’s your birthday.” The light fell softly into her eyes. In that instant, warmth seemed to surge through my whole body, leaving me so moved I could barely speak.

Roman's familiar script filled the page. Dearest Serena, On this day, the day you came into the world, I want you to know how you’ve changed mine. Every laugh, every touch, every moment with you feels like a gift. You’ve brought light into my life in ways I never imagined. I love your strength, your kindness, the way your eyes sparkle when you’re happy. Today is about celebrating you, but every day with you is a celebration for me. Thank you for being you. I love you more than words can say. Happy birthday, my love.

I asked eyeing him suspiciously "It depends on how you want to see it I have sent thousands of birthday gift with notes attached to family, friends and even.............." "Obviously you have sent birthday gift you are not a sociopath I mean have you ever personally handwritten a birthday note?" i asked him again "oh no....... My assistant is the one that write those" He said finally understanding my question "But that make is almost the same thing as just buying a random birthday card" I said "I sometimes also get birthday card but it is mostly for the people that work for me and just sign in it" He said making me wonder more if he even knew the meaning of personal touch

Felix was stunned and replied, "It's the twenty-seventh of October. Why do you ask, Mr. Lester?" Frederick seemed lost in thought for a while, then he shook his head. "It's nothing. Let's go!" - [Happy birthday, Ms. York! Hope you have a wonderful one!] Jennifer looked at the birthday greetings on her phone, and couldn't help but smile wryly. She never expected that on her twenty-eighth birthday, the only birthday wishes she would receive would be from the bank.

“Read it out loud.” I pick up the phone and check my messages. Zander: 18 years ago, the world was blessed with the kindest, smartest, most beautiful soul. Zander: Today, I’m lucky enough to have that goddess love me. Zander: Happy Birthday, my Izzy, my love. Space cannot separate love; it can only delay it. Zander: I hope you have the best day. Zander: Sending you my kisses. Zander: Say hi to Nonna for me.

Latton says while smiling gleefully. Vivian grins faintly, then clears her throat and finally asks the question she's been wanting to know for a long time, "Latton, I'm just curious why don't you celebrate your birthday?" Latton glances at her then says, "I kinda do celebrate it, but not on the exact date of my birthday, and it's always my cousin surprising me before or after March 21. During my birthday I usually just stay at home and let the day pass."

] Then I send a bunch of messages to persuade Layla to cook for me. [Come on, I want to taste your cooking for once. Today is my day.] [Layla: It is not even your birthday.] [You are late to my birthday last year.] Layla: It's because I am preparing for your gift!] [When it was your birthday last year, I had prepared your gift months in advance.] [I even baked a cake on your sixteenth birthday.] [Ah, also when you reach black belter I throw a party for you.] [Can't you do this for me?]

I miss you, too. I absolutely can’t wait for this to be over. I miss you, too. Now, I want to talk about your birthday. I won’t be there to watch you turn 18. I hope that you have a big party planned. I look forward to hearing all about it when I return. So, let me be the first to say. Happy Eighteenth Birthday, Raleigh. May the goddess bless you with all of your wishes. Brightest regards, Tobias. `````````````````````````````