|Good haul this year! :)|
Ah yes, the gifts. People I love honor my being alive and turning a year older by giving colorful, wrapped presents. It may be big or small, expensive or cheap, useful or useless, may or may not be the thing I wanted but all the same I get to have something to appreciate. As they say: It's the thought that counts.
And isn't that great? When I think about it, it's okay if people don't pay attention to me 364days out of a year but that one day, that one special day, I want to feel as if that day belongs to me and nobody else's.
Well, of course this is untrue as there will be hundred million others celebrating their birthdays as well, but who cares? This is my day! :)