another year, another month, another week, another day

Today, while driving in the car, I had a lot of time to think. I thought about how much people fret over birthdays. The big comotion. The trouble and chaos their family and friends go through to give them celebrations and presents. The idea of superior treatment and attention. The image to Stacy Shilling screaming at the top of her lungs, "IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!" is still haunting me. In my eyes, I have to ask, "What's the big deal?"

Seriously folks, this isn't the dark ages. I could see why they celebrate birthdays back then; living to being 5 was considering a miracle. But in today's modern age, we have up-to-date medicines and life-saving technology. While there is a percent that will still not make it, it is a small fraction of a percent, and a majority still will. And I bet even most of those cases are not because of health and disease. The point is that the average human can make it up 76 to 78 years, therefore can expect 76 to78 birthdays. Living another year isn't as big as a miracle as it was 600 years ago.

Even if you were to treat it that way, as a miracle of a new year, then why shouldn't we have birthdays every day? Every new day is a gift from God, allowing us to live. The next day could be our last, and He's not gonna wait for us to complete the year. We should be thankful for every day of our life, not just a certain day of the year.

So a birthday comes one a year. But like I said, you'll have about 76 to 78 birthdays. So why make a comotion for one? And while we may enjoy them in our child and teen years, think about after that. Think about how our parents' generation considers birthday. They avoid it! It's another sign of getting older. So what's all the comotion about being happy about the same day we'll dread in the future!

Think about it this way. Answer the question: "When does the New Year begin?" Most people in the world we'll tell you January 1. But the Chinese will tell you it is early April. The Jews will say the New Year is in September. See, it's all according to your view. I heard of an ophanage that when it picks up its children, it doesn't knew its day of birth. So what they do is they choose one day to celebrate everyone being born. And I think they have the right idea.

You were born, so what?! Everyone else on the earth was also born. while it may seem unique to you, there are othere who also share the same exact day to be born. I know I just met my "twin" a few days ago! When we were children, we liked the parties because we got presents. Even in our youth, things haven't changed. Every year, we want the biggest present: one day of being the center of the world. I think having birthdays like that snap us away from reality, giving us a false reality, making harder to go back. And it puts our friends under a stress that a true friend really wouldn't put you in. Your friends get you these small, cheap trinkets for your birthday because they feel this obligation of getting you something.

Birthdays get more recognition than the person.