It’s that time of year again: the Holidays. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and so many more. In the span of just a couple of months, we have literally dozens of holidays, both religious and secular.
And then there’s my birthday, smack in the middle of it, in late November, right next to Thanksgiving. Some years, it even falls on
Thanksgiving, since that holiday isn’t tied to a specific date, but is just the fourth Thursday of November each year.
Like so many other kids with birthdays that fall around major holidays, I hated it. I still do, in some ways. My wife once said, “My birthday is important. It’s like a holiday.” She has a point. It’s a day that we try to set aside to make a kid feel special. For those of us with birthdays around a holiday, it gets overshadowed by the actual
holiday more often than not.