A few months back my wife and I attended a social gathering of some friends and folks with common interests. One of the attendees was a lady who was celebrating her 45^th birthday and the hosts were quite encouraging about everyone wishing the woman a happy birthday. They wanted us to help bring joy and happiness to her day. When I wished the woman a happy birthday she grumped at me. “I wish we could just let it go. I hate having birthdays. I’m 45, single and hate my job.” Well, first and foremost, you can bet I didn’t say another word to her about her birthday, but second… is having birthdays a bad thing? Is being single? Her job is a discussion for a different day.