@edgarblythe,
I’m like you Edgar. No holiday means anything to me.
Neither did birthdays. I acknowledged them with my husband because it meant something to him. I would remember my anniversary because it was I day that we chose.
But even then, no gifts or anything. It seems so superfluous, forced to have to do something because it’s a particular day.
I would get him gifts throughout the year for no other reason than I knew it would please him. I don’t need to be told when to do that.
As a kid, the 4th of July just meant extra work. It was a busy day at the business.
A lot of people don’t absorb that them having a good time and doing stuff means others are working to provide that.
Most holidays growing up involved a feeling of “waiting for the other shoe to drop”
For instance, I realized early on the signal that the Christmas tree was done getting decorated was that someone was crying.
I ******* hate Christmas trees.