I think that it’s note worthy to say that birthdays are special.
I think that while it is most appreciated receiving birthday greetings, what truly matters for me in addition to being remembered is remembering.
Not just remembering for the sake of being polite because Facebook announces a birthday, more like remembering because the person matters at heart. He or she is worth remembering.
My daughter once made a comment, “mom, if I posted the wrong birth date on Facebook, do you think people would know it’s not my real birthday?” I think she was overwhelmed with the birthday greetings she received from people she hardly knew and wondered how sincere the greeting was and how many actually do remember her birthday.
I am sure the greetings were well meaning but for me personally, when I remember someone’s birthday it’s because they are special to me. I am not the type of person that greets just anyone on his or her birthday. I am the type that greets with a special message. I like to deliver a nice and meaningful message for the celebrant.
It’s like sending a gift of gratitude. Birthdays are good moments to let that person know how much I care. I am always deeply touched with messages that come my way from people I least expect who would remember me.
My mother’s midwife never fails to send me a warm greeting. Three years after mom has passed, I no longer see her but she still remembers.
It’s also been three years since I resigned from my 9-year job. Still every year, my former assistant and staff supervisors never fail to greet me with abundant love and gratitude.
An old friend whom I have not seen in years always sends me a greeting with a message attached. I value these rare friendships.
On the other hand, the obvious people in my life are silent and nowhere to be heard from. Strange isn’t it?
Happy Birthday to Me! I am happy, I am grateful and I wish nothing more but the best for myself.