I sat down to some strange emails in my inbox this morning. Everyone gets those pesky online shopping newsletters, reminding you that your one duty as a human being is to amass as many “things” as possible.

This morning, I got one wishing me a happy half-birthday and inviting me to spend my hard-earned on some shorts I’d been eyeing off for a while. It got me thinking about expat birthdays.

SEASON SWAP

I’m used to my birthday rolling round right at the beginning of summer. It’s warm outside, it’s party season and it’s not really that difficult to get friends out for a little celebration. In summer most people want to spend time outside of their houses anyway.

Then I moved to the pesky northern hemisphere, where it’s cold, rainy and dreary by the time December makes an appearance. No one wants to leave their cocoons for anything, not even the strange foreign woman who talks funny. (And believe me, she does talk funny).

HOMESICKNESS

There’s nothing like the memories of birthdays past spent with families, friends and the people who really understand you, to make you homesick.

Who wants to spend their birthday reliving great times and special moments at home when you might still be at the beginning of your expat journey, without many friends to speak of? Obviously this isn’t true for every expat, but it is a reminder of just how far from home you really are. And maybe how different your adopted country is to your homeland.

UNBIRTHDAY

Today, a colleague had a stroke of pure genius and I’m running with it. What if we expats celebrated our half birthdays to get the joy of our usual birthday season?

You’ve never celebrated an unbirthday before, so you wouldn’t have those memories or thoughts of home hanging over your head. It’s a great excuse to party and break out your party dress/pants and get your dance on. Make new memories of your new country!

What’s an unbirthday?“, you ask? You need to read more Lewis Carroll my friend!

Basically it’s any day that’s not your birthday, although I’m tweaking it for the purposes of this conversation, to be your half birthday. Exactly six months before/after your actual birth date.

Here’s how my colleague pitched it to me:

expat-life-unbirthday

An excellent idea. I mean, it makes no sense in terms of the linear movement of time or whatever. But it does appeal to my wanting to celebrate my birthday here on a summer’s day.

So whaddya reckon? Will you be joining me in taking on the unbirthday cause? How do you celebrate your birthday in a different country?

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