Today is my 34th birthday. Or, my 3rd birthday that I've actually acknowledged seeing as I was raised in the cult.
I woke up this morning to my 4yo running into my room and wishing me a "happy birthday daddy!". I got a card from my ex-JW brother and I bought myself a birthday gift - a new 50mm lens for my Nikon camera (photography is a hobby I took up since leaving the cult).
I dont know about you guys, but birthdays is still something I have to make a conscious effort to acknowledge and enjoy. It has no "feel" (thanks Watchtower). Same deal with Christmas. My daughter is the only child in my entire family that's ever celebrated birthdays and Christmas and still cant quite get her head around the fact that I never did it as a kid.
I do wonder if today jolts any memories for my uber-JW family?