Year after year, I hear people complaining about birthdays. They don’t want to make a big deal out of it. They don’t care. They don’t understand why people waste money and time on a day that “doesn’t” matter. Personally, I don’t understand this narrative. For me, birthday matters. Birthdays are a celebration. It is a celebration that you have made it another year. That you are now starting a new chapter in your life. Birthdays are not just a day for gifts. They are for celebrating everything you bring to this world. It is a moment that people can take time out of their lives and show you just how much they care about you. It doesn’t need to be a party filled with hundreds of people or even ten people. Birthdays don’t have to be filled with money and gifts. The celebration of a person’s life can be as simple as texting them how much they mean to you. While yes, this can and should be done as often as possible, it is not. In our society, showing gratitude for just having someone in your life is a rare thing. However, when someone can take the time out of their day and remember something as simple as a date, it means the world. At least it does to me. Growing up, I had to “pleasure” of my birthdays landing on labor day weekend. This meant that every party I threw, many people did not show up. They all would say the same thing. “Sorry I am going to the beach.” It hurt. Distractions would ensue, and many would forget it was my birthday until Tuesday when we finally came back to class. I hated the feeling of being forgotten that I felt year after year and made it a point to always try and celebrate others’ birthdays. In a way, I use it as a way to remind others that they are not forgotten that they have someone who remembers and cares. That they mean more than a day at the beach.
Published by Kathrine
Emergency Room Nurse spends too much time thinking, reflecting, and over-analyzing every detail of life. Hoping to one day figure it all out. View more posts