Christmas season is the season of giving and goodwill towards all men. I get into the spirit myself and greatly enjoy buying gifts for my kids and the
rest of my family and friends but, being one of the unfortunate ones to have been born on December 25th, Christmas sometimes gives me mixed
feelings.
The most obvious issue is the presents; people always ask me if I get ripped off on my birthday and the answer is; you don't know the half of it.
There's only so much people can spend on gift giving during this time of year and having a relative with a birthday must put a real strain on a
person's budget. Do I get less presents for my birthday than normal people, you bet but, what's even worse; what gifts I do get tend to be cheaper
as people try to split their budgets between Christmas presents and birthday presents. So instead of getting the one big gift I was hoping for, I
oftentimes get two cheap gifts which oftentimes don't even add up to what some people spend on one person's gifts for Christmas.
It used to be that I at least had the consolation of sharing my birthday with our lord and savior so that tended to make up for the lack of presents.
Now, as I grow older, I learn that Jesus wasn't even actually born on December 25th, he
was
most likely born sometime in March. December 25th is only the day that the Church celebrates the birth of Jesus which is understandable since
His real birthday would place it too close to Easter and the Church was able to suppress worship of old pagan gods by replacing their holidays with
Church holy days. So now I don't even have that consolation anymore, in fact, it seems I actually share my birthday with some evil pagan god named
Nimrod.
A guy just can't win around here it seems.
Perhaps the worst thing about being born on Christmas is the fact that the season so overshadows everything else, it becomes easy for others to forget
my birthday. I have gone through several Christmas' without anyone even remembering to wish me a happy birthday on my birthday. Sometimes they'll
remember a few days after, reasoning that they were so busy celebrating with their families that they didn't have time to stop and call to wish me a
happy birthday. This is understandable for friends and distant relatives, I know how hectic the holidays are when you have small kids; sometimes it
can take days to dig out from all the wreckage caused by all the present opening. What bothers me is that even members of my direct family often
forget my birthday in the middle of the holiday rush. Sometimes I feel that the best present on my birthday is to be remembered through all the
holiday madness and receive a call wishing me a happy birthday.
I'm sure that people born on other holidays have similar stories and people born too near to the holidays probably also have many of the same issues,
my older sister was born on the 23rd, so she gets a lot of the same treatment. My brother's birthday falls on Thanksgiving every four years but, that
just makes it easier for the family to get together for his birthday. At least being born ON a holiday makes your birthday somewhat easier to
remember, at least you would think so anyway.
I would like to finish off by wishing everyone here at ATS a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
And to all those born on or near Christmas or any other holiday;
Happy Birthday, fellow unlucky ones!