A Very Merry Unbirthday

My birthday is coming up on Monday and it gets me thinking about my life and how I perceive birthdays in general. Growing up my mother never really threw me any birthday parties, I'm not really sure why. I remember her making a cake and giving my presents, but that is about all. That carried over into my fatherhood, somewhat. When the children were young I would have a little get-together, inviting over family and my close friends for a lunch with an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen. But as they got older that went away. Conversely, as the kids got older my Ex would throw your typical party inviting the kids friends over for more of an evening dinner with cake. She would really go all out. I remember once throwing that typical party for myself after my divorce almost ten years ago, inviting friends over, drinking, eating, loud music. But I've never done it since. I'm not sure why. Is it just that as I've gotten older that the celebration no longer appeals to me the way it would and does for others? But then again, didn't I say that the celebration was never really a part of my life to begin with. I guess I've always been introverted like that. I almost envy those that had that experience growing up, and how it can carry over into adulthood, going out for a night on the town to celebrate. So now I wonder how will my children celebrate thier own birthdays as they grow into adulthood, as well as how they will celebrate thier own children's birthday's. Will they take a more introverted approach as I have, or will they be more extroverted and invite friends and family over, or go out for a night on the town? Oh well, until Monday, a very merry unbirthday to me and to you.