For one day in a year, I become selfish. I want to have everyone call me, think of me, send me the warmest of wishes and love. I want my friends and family to make effort when choosing their words (and gifts) around me, and I want to be the happiest person in the world. Yes, it’s my birthday and I want to be the center of attention!
Every year I say that I will not make a big deal out of it. I’m not that young anymore, I don’t have that extra money to spend on one party, I just don’t feel like making a big fuss. But than the day comes and my best friends are the first to call and ask “So where is the party?”…and I have to have an answer. This year, it was so impromptu, that I just bought couple of bottles of gin and fresh mint and made the best mojito party there is!
Yet, the next day you start thinking who did not came/call/wished(singed) “Happy Birthday”. Did they forgot? Have I forgot to call them? Should I have had invited them anyway? Should I call them now? Eventually, time goes by and you forget about these questions.
However, the time comes when they have their own special day. These days, with the notifications, Facebook or Skype is hard to forget or ignore someone’s birthday, but when you are doing a huge project, thoroughly immersed in the work, or are out of the country, or life(and it counter part) just halts you in your every-day tasks, these things happen!
I wished so many belated birthdays to friends and family members in the past few months, people start to wonder if I’ve become forgetful or ignorant! And the birthdays I miss the most are the ones of the great people of the history of the world, when I read a book by a famous writer (Victor Hugo, 26th of Feb– Les Misérables or Charles Dickens, 7th of Feb– Oliver Twist) or listen to great music (Mozart-27th January, Bob Marley-6th Feb, Norah Jones- 30th March, Marvin Gaye- 2nd April) or watched a great movie or documentary for an artist, scientists, sportist etc.
I’ve missed so many events, birthdays, celebrations and moments of leisure and fun. Just now , looking back, I can see the sacrifice I have made. Sometimes you have to ask yourself if it is worth it. But for this…for now…I think it is.