I saw a girl in her 20s who was very excited about her birthday. She wanted everything—her dress, earrings, matching heels perfect. The feeling was so special, and her brother and mother were making every effort to make her birthday memorable.
I felt she was very lucky to be treated that way.
When I look at my own situation, there are no cakes at 12 o’clock. I used to be someone who was always excited, but as I’m growing older, I’ve started to feel afraid of that one special day. There are no family outings or celebrations.
But looking at her made me realise that people do make efforts for their families. They make them feel important, valued, and cared for. I don’t know why, but my emotions felt mixed—I was happy for her, but at the same time, I felt sad.