Today's my birthday, health and love to my father
I woke up this morning considering about the term تولدمه سلامتی پدرم because, let's be honest, whilst it's my name for the cake today, he's the true reason I'm even standing here. It's funny how when you're a child, your birthday is focused on the particular toys, the sugar rush, and becoming the center associated with attention. But because I grow older, the perspective shifts. A person start looking across the room at the guy who worked the particular extra shifts, who else stayed calm whenever you were shedding your mind, and who basically constructed the building blocks you're walking on. ...