“Because I Have No Hands or Feet, No One Wishes Me a Happy Birthday.”

Celebrating my birthday takes on a unique perspective as I navigate life without hands or feet, and the absence of birthday wishes highlights the challenges that come with my physical condition. In a world where birthdays are often marked with expressions of joy and connection, the silence can be profound. However, amidst this quietude, I find strength and resilience. Each year, I choose to celebrate the triumphs, the small victories, and the indomitable spirit that defines my journey. While external well-wishes may be absent, the internal celebration becomes a powerful affirmation of my own existence, reminding me that every day is a gift worth cherishing, even in the absence of traditional birthday greetings.

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