No I don’t hate Flag Day, No I don’t hate my birthday, I hate other people’s expectations of how I should spend the day. (BTW I will be standing in line at DMV part of it.)
Of course, it wasn’t always this way. When I was younger, I (like any normal kid) used to look forward to my birthday with much anticipation, eagerly expecting the cakes, drinks and other confectionery that was served during the celebration. Born on a secondary holiday, my mother, grandmothers and aunts used to go crazy with flag cakes ,flag wrapping paper, flag shirts, flag cards. If you could get it in red,white and blue I got it.
I think the link was broken the summer I turned 15 and had my first summer job. Because my birthday falls in June from that point forward I had always been working. Birthdays were no longer a star attraction for me, and this indifference towards my birthday morphed into antipathy towards it during my latter years.
I mean, if you really look at it, the things worth celebrating are the things or events that remind you of a time of happiness… or a time of triumph over adversity… or they mark a stage; so there are events that I can certainly see worth celebrating because they fill you with happiness.
BUT I must say, with my birthday today I have checked the p.o.box more then usual …. would there be a “Flag Card” from Aunt Lil or that yellow slip which signals a package to be picked up?
In fact, if anything, my mother should be celebrating it, not me ! Because not only did she have to put up with nine months of pregnancy with a husband in the navy, she also endured several hours of very painful childbirth!(as I am always reminded of) So that being said this should be my mother and fathers special day. I can not say as their first-born whether the dreams and aspirations they had for me that hot and humid June day have been fulfilled . But I can say that on another hot humid June Day forty + years ago a small plain white box (with a red,white and blue ribbon) held a key with a hand painted key chain which still today brings a smile to my face and reminds me that my birthday is the day to reflect on what I can do to fulfill those dreams and aspirations!
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Happy belated birthday. Being 59, I don’t make a big deal out of birthdays. I see nothing joyful about turning a year older at this point in my life.
Happy Birthday and be happy you’re having another one, that’s worthy of celebration. Hope my package arrives at .p.o love ya Jennifer
Memories are always the best present to celebrate your day… HAPPY BIRTHDAY SON…We love you MOM & DAD
Happy birthday young man❗️👍😜