What I want to talk about is birthdays.
That kind of number. And how, in an odd way, how they seem to connect us.
This past weekend I realized that my SIL whom I absolutely adore and the guy I’ve been seeing have the same birthday. So does one of my uncles. And two of the babies born into my life this year.
Yeah, I know all of their birthdays individually if you asked, I’d tell you the day, but it didn’t connect until recently.
(That’s 5 people on the same day, yo.)
It continues though:
- My grandfather and my cousin.
- My other grandfather and the guy I’ve been seeing’s dad.
- My high school best friend’s sister and I.
- My college best friend, my mentor/ best boss, and a blog love Kate.
- Frank and DevL.
- My g-d brother and g-d son.
- MsBix’s and BatGirl’s grandmas.
- Mehmere and Sue’s Nanny.
- The Bro and Nanny’s mom.
- 4 of my dear dear friends all share the same day.
I could go on and on, but I think you get the idea. All of these people with special connections in my heart, sharing special days.
(Incidentally, most of the time when there’s someone I don’t like? They share the same birthday as someone else I don’t like. You might think there’s a lot of people I don’t like, but there really aren’t – maybe half a dozen or so. How did they end up on the same days? There’s literally one exception to this, but I think under different circumstances, we might have actually have been friends.)
I get it that there are only so many days in the year that there has to be some sort of over lap, but there’s too much overlap for coincidence if you ask me.
What does this mean? I have no idea. I just know that most of the special people in my life are connected by birthday to another special person in my life almost without fail.
Do you have birthday overlap? Do you think I’m a little out there for thinking about this stuff? It’s okay if you do.