Sunday Blog 204 – 12th October 2025
Asking for a friend. Or my dear departed dad I suppose. Not that he was particularly interested in birthdays while he was alive. Let’s say it wasn’t part of his family culture. He was one of eleven children in a family with few extra resources for birthday treats. When he married Mum he had to get used to birthdays being A Thing.
My husband has also had to get used to this, although he’s fighting back. He drew my attention to this video which contends that people who treat their birthday like a normal day are very well-adjusted, self-referencing people well on the way to enlightenment. Or some such.
Do we care? Not really. Yesterday was proclaimed to be Dad’s heavenly 100th. He died just before he turned 95 (see last week’s blog). We ignored any cavilling over the matter, took the chance to gather, celebrate and eat birthday cake.