By The Numbers

I am human #3,123,966,603 and when I was born I was the 76,853,931,153rd person to have lived since history began. My mum said I was special because I was born on December 31st. I’m not completely sure what her logic was. So I was born the last day of the calendar year? I always thought it meant that I had to wait the longest of anyone I knew to have my birthday, to get my cake, ice cream and presents. Growing up it didn’t take long to realise that there is always a party on my birthday!! Of course, it never was my party….

“Remind me how I was special again?”, I would ask her.

“Because God saved the best for last!”, she would smile and tell me.

To be continued…

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