Satur-deja Vu

My birthday was two weeks ago but I have friends with birthdays on Dec. 18th, one week before Christmas, and one lucky enough to be born on December 25th. I guess in some ways that’s really special, until you get to a certain age (for me it was about 10 or 11) and you realize that kids with birthdays in the summer get presents twice a year. As you get older, birthdays don’t matter as much and maybe you’re glad that no one notices; but there may not be anything that matters more to a kid. And to have one of the most important days of your calendar year pretty much ignored by everyone… for those that don’t know, the struggle is real.

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