Thirteen – Five Minute Friday
When I saw this week’s Five Minute Friday prompt the first thing I thought about it how 13 has always kind of been my lucky number.
This began in grammar school the first time my birthday fell on Friday the 13th. I had never thought about it being an unlucky day but the rest of the kids in school certainly did. They teased me terribly. Bride of Dracula I was called (it didn’t help that my birthday lands in October either).
I’m not sure who suggested it but I looked up famoys people born on the 13th as well as family members who shared my birth date. I was thrilled to find out that one of my idols, Marie Osmond, was born on October 13th as well. I wanted to be a singer just like her.
I also found out that my Uncle Art shared my October 13th birthday. He always talked about having a joint party but it never seemed to happen (we lived on opposite ends of the country at the time).
Later, when I was a teenager, my cousin gave birth to a son on the 13th, not in October but I couldn’t have been prouder that my little Godson was also a 13th baby!
As I study our family tree I continue finding more of my ancestors who share the 13th with me, including my great great grandma who was born in Quebec on an October 13th long long ago.
I think I’m right about thirteen being a good number for me.