Coincidentally March 11 is also my mother’s birthday. 23 years back, my birth supposedly gave my parents and brothers extreme happiness. My mother for one had long been waiting for a girl, and my brothers wanted so much a little sister so that (1) they can have someone to play and tease with, and (2) my parents’ attention would be shifted away from them (my older brother had been the youngest for 7 years). My birth called for a celebration and subsequent years (of the same day) have been celebrated with huge parties complete with multi layered cake and lechon. I missed the grandiose of it!
When I went to college, I made it a point to celebrate my birthday, may it be simple or extravagant; from my first year college’s pancit canton paired with goldilock’s cake to last year’s Lydia’s lechon birthday party. Celebrating my birthday is a way of reminding myself of the purportedly happiness I brought to the family when I was born…somehow, it made me feel special (I only feel special once a year :-)). But now, I couldn’t seem to get the practicality of people spending so much just to have a birthday party/celebration. I suddenly became frugal, to my surprise, on my birthday. I thought of the saving I could have should I not spend on a party. Again, I can imagine my friend saying “It’s a sign of times, you’ve grown matured” Oh well, I may have grown old…:(
But on second thought, celebrating birthday should not have to be extravagant. And oh yes, I can spare a little of my savings for a dinner with all my housemates. I almost obliterated the idea of spending for a birthday celebration, but hey I realized, it’s not everyday that you celebrate your birthday. In the end, I did spend for my birthday today, just a parsimonious celebration but at least I could say I celebrated my 23rd birthday.
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