When you grow up poor, one of the first things you learn is that there are more pressing issues you have to worry about, like having food to eat and a place to sleep. Receiving a gift for my day of birth was never high on the list. I think I started off the same as any other child. Who wouldn’t want to receive gifts and celebrate their birthday? However, we never had money for things like cake, let alone toys. Of course, this led to great disappointment. Watching other kids have theme birthday parties with all the bells and whistles and then getting nothing for yours really sucked. It’s soul crushing!
But, somewhere along the path of life, I learned to just accept the situation. At first, it’s hard to accept not celebrating your birthday, but as you grow up and become more aware of your living situation, you learn to place in the “not important” pile because if it’s not important it can’t upset you. Not receiving a gift on your birthday really robs a child of joy. Bit by bit your heart becomes harder and harder. You learn that the day you were born isn’t worth celebrating, so maybe you aren’t worth celebrating. I will turn 26 years old next month, and I haven’t celebrated my birthday since I was 7 years old. Why? Because I don’t believe that it’s important enough. Donate today!