7-7-7

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There is something about birthdays---it's a rebirth, a milestone, a celebration, a testament, a great journey, a manifestation, an awakening. Today is extra special because my youngest turns 10 years old.  His birthday is very significant because he was born on the 7th day of the 7th month in 2007, which numerically means 7-7-7, hence the title of this post.  A minor quirk to that day was when my wife who was in labor and she was in the lounge of the delivery room, lost her mobile phone.  No, not lost, but it was stolen from her.

She had it with her so that we can communicate since I wasn't allowed inside the lounge.  She's pretty sure that it was one of the doctor-interns who took it because he was the only one there.  And to think that the guy comes from the university I graduated from.  Shame on him.  He must be a doctor now.  We filed a complaint to the medical center but was given the run-around until we lost interest.  It is located somewhere in QC and please don't go there.

Anyway, I don't want this post to be about that incident.  This is a happy post, a happy occasion for my family.  It is the first decade of my son, one of many in the years to come.  Happiest of birthday Jacob.