Yes, I am only posting again because it’s my birthday. I am fourteen years old now! Well, technically fifteen, but in nontechnical society, I am fourteen. Whilst enjoying my birthday to a reasonable extent I realized a couple things about people’s birth date celebrations in general.
First of all, it is constantly someone’s birthday somewhere in the world, and definitely not only one person per day. There are probably more than thousands, millions even, who share the same date of birth. But it doesn’t exactly stop there. Imagine hundreds and thousands of different people, all races, religions and statuses.
And then, think about their ages. Not only do they all share the same birthday without knowing it nor even living nearby, but each and every person who has a birthday the same as someone else is turning a different age.
In other words, June fifth could be the birthday of an eighty-four year old man in 2012, and on the complete other side of the world; a young girl will turn four that same year, that same date, except she started living eighty years after the man sharing her birthday.
Secondly, I came to the conclusion that in general, one who’s having a birthday is to either be treated specially or treats himself with joyous indifference. We all celebrate our day of birth in one way or another; and that’s another thing I find fascinating; everyone recognizes the special date uniquely and unalike.
For example, one might throw an extravagant party, and another simply takes a walk around a memorable area of a city park. There are those who are never without a family member or friend escorting them around on their birthday, and there are those who have no one, but still feel that birthday feeling within.
No matter how much calculations you make about birthdays, however, it will always remain the same; a day to celebrate the time when you first started life. A time to rejoice over a new year past and a new year to live. A celebration to renew everything you’ve done in the last year, and everything you will do in your age to come. A birthday.
Everyone has one, and although everyone practices the special time differently, we all have one and we all should be glad of that even if we don’t wish to grow older…