You have the feast days of each of the Saints, Mother’s Day and Father’s Day, but what about the rest of them? Rest of who, you might ask. There’s so many of them where to start.
There are brothers and sisters, infants and babies, the grandparents and Aunties, Uncles and cousins, managers and employees, teachers and disadvantaged. What about special days for them too?
You might say, if we include them, we include the lot of them, and then it starts to get complicated.
Of course those close to you get too close and start to make you feel guilty that they have given a day, or some days, just for you – ‘So do you feel special now with all the brothers and sisters of the world given special acknowledgement and privilege?’
‘Yes please, and a little bit more’.
‘Well aren’t we so special’.
You are made to feel guilty for upsetting the apple cart and that you earned a special day for yourself – ‘If Mums and Dads can do it, so can the brothers and sisters and babies do it too’.
‘Oh go on, anything to get a piece of it too’.
Then they drive you into the ground for having earned a special day like this, and that you should have kept it to Mother’s Day and Father’s Day.
But perhaps Mother’s Day and Father’s Day includes the bluddy lot of them and that everyone wants to get in on the act – ‘We’re important too’.
Just imagine how much food and drink and music and dancing there would be if everyone, in someway or another, got a special day – ‘I’m all partied out. From now on, no more celebrating special days. I’ve had enough of them. Wait a minute, on second thoughts, best keep them in case too much boredom sets in.’
‘You see, I told you we should have kept it to Mother’s Day and Father’s Day, or maybe had a combined Mother’s Day and Father’s Day’.
Then they want special gifts for these special days – ‘What on Earth does this look like, a bargain store or something?’
‘Where’s my special gift? I want a special gift too.’ And now the party has just been extended…here we go.