It’s
December.
Everywhere
you go you see and hear all about the gifts that have to be bought for the
Christmas season. (Or Hanukah, or Kwanza, or whatever giving celebration you
have at this season.)
In
all this hubbub people, lots of people, with December birthdays, are forgotten.
Everyone
else gets presents for their birthday and Christmas.
People
with December birthdays often get just one gift in December sometime.
Everyone
else gets a birthday present wrapped in birthday themed paper.
People
with December birthdays often get just Christmas wrapped gifts.
People
such as Charlie Puth, Holly Marie Combs, Daryl Hannah, Sara Bareilles, Kirk
Douglas, Rider Strong, Mayim Bialik, Dick Van Dyke, Taylor Swift, and list goes
on and on. There are lots of people with December birthdays including Walt
Disney and Patty Duke.
For
anyone who is fortunate enough to have a birthday no way near a major holiday
you can’t possibly understand the problem. I however have some idea how people
born in December feel.
My
mother went into labor at the fireworks display. Since the bicentennial fell on
a Sunday, we celebrated, you guessed it, on our birthday. Since our birthday
was so close to a major holiday our birthday parties generally had sparse
attendance, if at all. Everyone had holiday plans.
Having
a child actually born in the month of December, I’ve tried really hard to make
sure he has a birthday AND Christmas.
So
in celebration of the arrival of my first born son, seventeen years ago today happy
birthday Tony. And happy birthday to everyone else with a December birthday
whom I’ve known throughout the years. (This means you too William Parker.)
Smile.
Make the day a brighter day.
