Birthdays

Should be happy. Can be sad.

When no one calls you on your birthday, did you still get a year older? Does it count if no one remembered? At the advanced age of 47, should I even be concerned with this or am I totally being immature about it?

Ok, so I don't have an SO (in the current vernacular) to take me out to dinner, bring me flowers, make me feel special. That's all right. And my kids have no money to buy me a present but that's OK too. But when not one single solitary friend remembered that it was my birthday on Sunday, I have to confess it hurt. Still does a bit.

I guess there is some karma in this for me. Not sure what, but the universe evens out.

Birthdays

Should be happy. Can be sad.

When no one calls you on your birthday, did you still get a year older? Does it count if no one remembered? At the advanced age of 47, should I even be concerned with this or am I totally being immature about it?

Ok, so I don't have an SO (in the current vernacular) to take me out to dinner, bring me flowers, make me feel special. That's all right. And my kids have no money to buy me a present but that's OK too. But when not one single solitary friend remembered that it was my birthday on Sunday, I have to confess it hurt. Still does a bit.

I guess there is some karma in this for me. Not sure what, but the universe evens out.