What if I was born on Christmas? What would it be like if I was born on December 25, 1980, the date my mom expected to have me delivered. Instead I was born at 7 months on October 26, 1980.

What would have that been like? 

The word Scorpio would no longer be applicable.

I would no longer have the same birthday as Hillary Clinton.

My black cats, witches and halloween themed birthdays would be automatically converted to Christmas parties. It would also mean that I would receive less gifts.

A December birthday in San Francisco is much colder than an October birthday.

But check this - Instead of starting kindergarten in September 1984, I would have started in September 1985. The rule was that you had to be 5 years old at the start of the school season. But they made an exception for me, whose birthday was just a month behind the determinant month. My whole school life would have been delayed by a full year, which would have changed my friends and teachers. 

And think about this - I would no longer be the oldest grandchild on my father’s side. My half brother who was born on November 10, 1980, would of been the oldest instead. We turned out to be two weeks apart instead of two months apart. (Yes, there’s another complicated story behind that! haha) But this would have completely changed my family dynamic and relationships.

If two months makes this much of a difference, we certainly can’t dismiss the difference of a month, a few weeks, even just one day.

One day over two thousand years ago, a baby named Jesus was born in a manger. He saved the world.

One day.

If I had the same birthday as Jesus, I know I would embrace it. But the one day that I was born on, makes me who I am today.

One day.

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