Granted, there are some cultures that don't celebrate them, however I can only speak for myself and on behalf of those like me.
What is it that we are really celebrating?
As years go by, I care less for gifts and more about those I choose to share these celebratory times with.
To me, these annual celebrations are a cause for reflection. It's like stopping midway trekking to look back and see how far you've come. It's not about reversing or dwelling in the past, a few pensive moments are quite enough.
I love to create experiences where we can (justifiably) put our world on pause and fully indulge in the present for such occasions. By creating special moments, we honour the historical happenings of our lives.
We are no less important than those we dedicate a minute's silence to.
We're often reminded to stop and smell the roses - but in reality, how many times do we do that? Our annually recurring celebrations are wonderful opportunities to pencil in some time for ourselves and those we love. If we can't stop to do that, then we really are walking past the most fragrant rose garden without taking so much as a sniff.
Since I started purposefully creating special moments in honour of celebrations, I have noticed that with each passing year the memories become cumulative.
It's like decorating a piece of fabric with beaded embroidery. Each day is a stitch and on the 365th needle, a new sparkly bead is added. While each bead is beautiful in its own right, it's their clustering that make them really spectacular. What's lovely is that they're all joined by a common thread - and that is the fabric of our lives.
Until tomorrow, may you continue to decorate your fabric and infuse it with the sweet perfume of roses.