The strangest day of the year.

This day is in everyone's life. Must be because avoiding it is impossible to be in our sinful world.
Why the is considered, that this day is holiday. Sometimes sad, but a holiday. I still don't understand why. Why it is necessary to rejoice on this day. I think every day should be filled with at least a small joy or celebration. But we have come up with a special celebrate this date in my life.
I do not like this day. Because he wasn't special. He was more of a necessity. An obligation to my mother and an excuse for my father. So happened, that have my a classmate of this day coincided with my. He ran it at home, invited friends, including me. Congratulations were heard. For me, this day is associated with the phrase:" well, at the same time congratulate...". Feeling of the Supplement to someone else's celebration.

After the army came a time when often it was not until the occasion. In some years this day passed uneventfully and quietly. I often said, they say it will be easier then and celebrate. But when it became easier with the money, there were personal problems. And holiday again did not work.

I'm not used to getting congratulations and apparently that's why this day is a burden for me. Like what he would have went faster. In the periods of loneliness that the day passed uneventfully.
Now there is next to Rima. She grew up in a different environment and tries to create a festive mood with me. This morning pleased with the cake, which I have not.)

Threaten to arrange a festive table. But under my diet, this in principle impossible. In any case, I am grateful for her efforts. For trying to bring joy.

The funny thing to receive birthday greetings from all sorts of forums and websites which is when it was recorded. About which long forgot.) I understand that this is an automatic newsletter. But after all can be, perhaps, align on tested, as long the user visited this site. Or is it an attempt to remind yourself?

A sore subject in this day, children. With them, thank God, all normal. Just no desire to call me, at least today.
The relationship with the children is a separate issue. I already wrote about it. I can only tell you exactly. I have fulfilled my parental duty completely and they have nothing to reproach me for. I am always ready to communicate with my children. But I will not ask for communication. Never.
One calms, if you do not call, then they are all good, there are no problems and do not need help.

Returning to this strange day, I want to ask again. What are we celebrating? Another life cut-off? That managed to get to her?
A strange day and a strange holiday. After all if so think, then the birth of necessarily leads to death. If you're not born, you won't die. What then rejoice at, that was born?

Of course now we can safely say that she lived for 52 years. But this is not enough, because you can arbitrarily ruffle, there are criteria life cycle. Inexorable and statistics says that the average age of life expectancy for men in Russia is equal to about 67 years. So, now, not so much.
It's 20 years I think that there whole life. At 52 years old realize that she'd rather behind. Since 20 years you will never be.

With regard to holiday. We must live as the people of India. They have a party there every day.Even the funeral, they turn into a celebration.) They honor a huge number of gods and associated with them dates fun celebrate. So they have no days in which to arrange a holiday would be weird.