Why do people celebrate birthdays?
 

There are no wrong answers to this question.

Do you celebrate because you are genuinely happy to be older?

Birthdays are important - in fact, I would even go so far as to say vital.

How else would us bachelors know it's time to change our socks?

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How do you know when you're getting old?
 

You know you're getting old when...."Getting a little action" means you don't need to take a laxative.

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This is hilarious.

Yeah, I am genuinely happy to have a birthday now. About 15 years ago I began SUBTRACTING a year off my age every time my birthday came around. I am happy to report that I am now all the way back to 56 and still getting younger by the day! When I get to 39 I am just going to stay there.

My grandmother said she was seventy years old for the last eight years of her life. :)

I still celebrate. Seems like having the birthday is a lot better then not having one.

For the presents! :p

All the answers so far have provided my daily chuckle! :jester:

One day, nearing my 40th birthday, I found myself thinking deeply about my Mom, the day she gave me birth and all that had transpired since that time. I decided to send her flowers to honor her on my special day.
I continued every year after that, sending different flowers each time.

After she passed away, I found all the cards that had accompanied each bouquet, tucked in an envelope with my name on it.. On the back of each card she had written:
'...and I love you so...'

Now my birthdays are days to joyfully think of Momma, 'send' her lots of love.... and just be happy! A very cool thing.

Lovely story.... But now I'm doing the "ugly" cry!

I try to "avoid" my birthday, unless it's a milestone one! Then I may try to make a big deal out of it. When no one pays any attention, then I know that I'm probably "too old!" :sing:

Unfortunately, many of my friends are too likely to remind me that "It's your birthday!"

It is always nice, though, that one of my older brothers remembers to tell me "Happy Birthday, kid!" :jester:

SWR
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On her 40th birthday, my daughter informed me that henceforth, "We will celebrate the birthday but forget the number of years."

Sorry, kiddo, it ain't working. You'll be 45 in March and I'll be sure you know it.

That story made my day. Thank You!:wave:

In your breast beats a loving heart. I've noticed that before. You are special!

IMHO

I think people celebrate to feel love so they are capable of giving love back.

Don't wear socks. Problem solved! :1rotfl:

Yes, each passing year is a gift that I take time to do inventory on myself. Did I grow and have I made a difference in the world? The answer is not always pretty, but it gives me something to strive for, and change. Twenty more years I'll be almost perfect.

Growing old has plenty of opportunities. Finally, we slow down and smell the roses and appreciate the beauty life has to offer. So yes celebrate your birthdays and honor all that you have accomplished in life.

What a special daughter you were to your mom...You were her gift!

Wow! You "knocked my socks off"! (But it was time to change them anyway). Really - beautiful response!

That's a beautiful story!
As for me, I love birthdays! I used to celebrate the day, then the week. Somewhere it rolled into the Birth Month (friends had a hard time getting together), now it's the Birth Season. It's a great thing to celebrate!

What a wonderful story and relationship. Those feelings last forever.

A lovely beautiful post. Thank you for sharing this with us.