We all felt cheated.
I grew up poor, in a family of 8. But that wasn’t the issue.
My family had a very active social life. They liked to party.
Family calendars were full.
The weather was often bad.
Finances were stretched.
Everyone was recovering from Thanksgiving. Everyone anticipated Christmas.
My siblings all had birthday parties.
They were celebrated in April, May, June, August. Three of them fell within days of Memorial Day. There were always lavish celebrations.
It was hard not to notice.
Excuses always came with the same verbage.
“We’re sorry. We’ll be sure to get you a little extra something for Christmas.”
It just never happened.
In my late teens and adult years, there was redemption.
Better late than never ?
If you have a family member with a December birthday, please take notice.
Find some way to celebrate them.
Just not at Christmas.