“Communicable disease is an expression of humanity’s need to share” from The Secret Language of Birthdays by Gary Goldschneider & Joost Elffers

Margaret Thompson by © Melissa Pelchat

“I’m not gonna lie: I always had a girl crush for Margaret. There’s something about the way she is that is super attractive and mysterious… It’s the stuff songs are made of, man. If only it was all about her pretty face, but no, it doesn’t stop there. Margaret is an exceptional prize winning photographer (notably from Nikon). She was also the voice of reason back when we were in school and whenever she had something to say, we all listened because her vision was always worth it. Nowadays, she works really hard and I know it won’t take long before it all pays off. Happy birthday to a really terrific woman!” – Mélissa P

Image  © Mélissa Pelchat

An Interview with Margaret

Q. What is the best memory you have from a previous birthday?

A. If I’m celebrating my birthday with friends, then all the moments are good ones!

Q. How about the worst? And why?

A. I spent my 21st birthday on a layover at the Heathrow airport. It wasn’t terrible, but wasn’t very special either.

Q. What was the present you’ve received for your birthday that surprised you most?

A. I used to love getting presents. It didn’t matter what they were, I loved trying to guess what they were and the anticipation of opening them. Now, I enjoy experiences so much more then gifts. I have been lucky enough to have been thrown 2 surprise parties and they were both amazing.

Q. Is there a food or dish that you insist on eating on your birthday?

A. I don’t have a favorite dish, but good food is a necessity!

Q. What do you believe is the most important aspect of celebrating a birthday?

A. A birthday is your own personal new year. I think it is important to take the time to reflect on what the last year has brought you and what you’re aiming to accomplish in the year to come.

Q. Do you have any traditions or thing you always do to celebrate a birthday? What is it?

A. Whenever it was somebody’s birthday, my family would march into that person’s room singing ‘Happy Birthday’ and present them with breakfast in bed (requests were taken the night prior) and one present they could open.