Today is my birthday, and surprisingly, nobody has wished me yet. It’s a bittersweet moment that has me reflecting on the nature of celebrations and the connections we share with others. Birthdays are often seen as a time for joy and recognition, a special day when friends and family come together to celebrate our existence. However, when that doesn’t happen, it can leave us feeling overlooked and unappreciated. In our busy lives, it’s easy for special dates to slip through the cracks, especially when we assume others will remember. While I initially felt a tinge of sadness, I realize that my worth isn’t defined by the number of birthday wishes I receive. It’s an opportunity to focus on the people who truly matter in my life and to cherish those relationships. Perhaps this year, I’ll take a different approach—celebrating my birthday in a way that feels authentic to me, whether it’s treating myself to something special or spending quality time with loved ones who do remember. Ultimately, it’s a reminder that every day is worth celebrating, and self-love is the most important gift of all.