Having a birthday nearing the end of the year always gives someone a little extra to ponder upon. An entire year has almost passed, and it does make a person feel a year older.
The world’s culture has led me to believe that turning 21 is quite a big deal. My mom told me that turning 21 only happens once a year. I replied, so does turning 22, 23, 24, etc.
I don’t like parties or huge celebrations. But little things do matter to me. Such as a friend who drove all the way from outstation just to surprise me on a Sunday morning (okay, that wasn’t so little), or when a couple of new friends come up to me after church service and sang me a birthday song and prayed for me and the many wishes that come by – they count.