Inspired by Dr. Amy Marschall’s Nobody Asked Me posts, I thought I would do one of my own. Why? Not only do I have a different answer to what the advice columnist gave, but I’m also a male who can relate to not caring about their birthday. This is not meant to be a critique to the columnist’s answer, but to provided a different viewpoint. This one came from Birthday Grinch and was posted on Toronto Star. It’s also available to read on archive.org and archive.is if you get a paywall. Their question This is their question: My husband’s birthday is looming and it’s always a time of strife and contention in our home. He wants the day to come and go as though it’s any day, no matter how old he’s turning. We have two young girls who are obsessed with birthdays, birthday parties, giving and getting gifts. They have a little book in which they write down all their friends’ (combined) birthdays and they literally check it every day; it’s so sweet. And I love birthdays — my own, the kids’ and…
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