When I started my job in May of 2002, they told me that
their calendar year started on the first of January and although I would be
working there the equivalent of one year in May of 2003, my benefits were based
on annual employment. I would get benefits based on my first fiscal year…
hence, on Jan 1, 2004 I would qualify for vacation and other yearly benefits
having achieved 1 full year as an employee in 2003. (just so you know, I did
get benefits on 1/1/03 based on 7 months employment… not a bad deal for a new
employee.)
January 1 is a new year even though it is not my new year.
On October 3rd I started my life and my first
year. I didn’t have to wait till 1/1 to begin aging, or growing… I didn’t have
to wait a year and 3 months to have a birthday. As a result, I find that is why
I love birthdays and don’t care all that much for celebrating each new year .
I appreciate every moment of my existence.
God put me here to serve but He didn’t tell me I can have 3 months prep time.
God didn’t give me any probationary period before I could get benefits. He put
me here and started rewarding me immediately. He gave me loving parents, a
great older sister (then more siblings after)… He gave me good health and a
positive attitude… He gave me warmth and protection, friends and associates… He
blessed me with so many gifts, including the opportunity for eternal life.
So why am I having a Happy Birthday and a Happy New Year
when they are one and the same.
So no more birthdays for me… from now on, on October 3rd,
wish me “Happy New Year!” I will restart my life with a complete year finished and a new one to begin.
