Birthdays: Looks Like It's That Time Of The Year Again

Birthdays are supposed to be happy events that everyone looks forward to. For kids, birthdays are special days because on that day, they can either have a party or get some gifts. For teenagers, it's almost the same thing. For grown ups, it's just another regular day. Some dread them because they don't want to grow old while others embrace them because it's only natural to age as a mortal. Regardless of how we perceive birthdays, it shouldn't change the fact that we should actually be celebrating the day we were born and that we should be thankful for that day and for the people who brought us up into this world.


If I remember correctly, not all my birthdays were really happy. The grandest and happiest birthday that I had as a kid was when I was 7 years old. I remember that I also graduated from preparatory school that day. I invited all my friends, all my relatives and all my neighbors. I had more than 2 birthday cakes, had overflowing gifts from people who endeared me, wore three different dresses during my party and so much more. It was like a dream come true. I was a princess without a crown or a kingdom to command as my own. At that time, I felt blessed. Years after that, I realized it was the only party that I would ever have to celebrate my special day. The next birthdays I had were just treated like regular days. Lots of people don't forget to greet me though so despite the fact that I have nothing else to look forward to, all was good in a way.


The saddest birthday that I can remember was my 18th birthday. It was my first year away from my family as they had to be overseas and I had to be home alone. I remember just going to church and just wishing myself a happy birthday. I had no money and I was alone. I did get some birthday greetings though which made me smile and made me feel like I wasn't really forgotten or neglected. I just slept the entire time after that. It was a sad moment for me knowing that other females of my age have grand debuts while I had none. Of course, it's not practical to spend so much on an event such as a debut but hey, it's hard not to be like everybody else sometimes. The pressure is just too much. Anyway, after that I realized that I was a grown up already and that I shouldn't fuss over trivial things. It may be my special day but I shouldn't really make a big deal out of it. As time passed by, I realized that I wasn't alone in doing the same thing. Most adults even disdain their birthdates and either end up ignoring the darn date or even end up denying it. Age does matter, I suppose. 


But going back to the topic, birthdays are still birthdays and nobody should give a damn if you want to celebrate it every year. It's up to you to decide how you're going to have your birthday and how you're going to deal with it. As for me, I will continue celebrating my birthday in a mundane way because I only celebrate my birthdate in a special way if needed or if inspired to do so. As of the moment, I am just happy that mine's over. Despite all the drama involved, at least, I got through in one piece.