Contemplation

Well, they tell me that I’m a year older today than I was yesterday. Now if that isn’t some high power time shifting, then I don’t know what would be. Seems it’s some curious occurence called a “birthday”.

This auspicious (??) event put me in a bit of a contemplative state, particularily after receiving a multitude of congratulary greetings from family and friends around the globe.

Those who know me in real life understand that I like math and science and consider many things in a precise fashion. I have at times been accused of as “being anal” in this regard.

With this in mind, in reality, I am now a year older than I was 365.2425 day ago.

((Note: The Gregorian Calendar is the dominant calendar used in most countries around the world today. Officially introduced by Pope Gregory XIII in October 1582, the calendar was simply a modified version of the previously favoured Julian calendar. It reduced the average year from 365.25 days to a more accurate 365.2425 days.))

Now my contemplation grows as I feed Otis the cat and then have my morning coffee (notice the order, it is very specific).

You will likey all be familiar that in order to account for the extra portion of a day each year, the calender makers simply added an extra day every four years. It was decided that this extra day would be tacked on to February and would be called “leap day” indicating that a person’s age would just leap over that day every fourth year.

Now I won’t go into a long dissertation about calendars, how there were originally ten months, that a year was 364 days, how the Romans added January and February to account for more days, and that February was chosen because it would host the Roman rituals honouring the dead and to make sure that the first day of spring was always aligned with the right time. Oh, I guess I did, a little anyway.

So, on my birthday, why the fascination with February 29. Well, it just so happens that my wife Kim is what’s known as a “Leapling”, a person born on a Leap Day, one of an estimated five million around the world.

The anniversary of my birth occurs annually, whereas hers technically only occurs once every four years. Hmm… does that mean that she is a teenager four times longer, that she has to wait sixty-four calendar years to get her driver’s licence? In both these circumstances we could probably say “thankfully no”.

But as a result, every four years we do try to put a little extra emphasis on her actual, this is the real day, birthday celebration.

Next year is one of those special birthdays, February 29. 2024, and we will be celebrating in Melaka, Malaysia, where Kim was born and where we have our second home. Interestingly enough, in 2020 we celebrated there as well, and in 2016 she celebrated while she was there visiting family (I was in Canada for that one).

I realize that this is not the typical type of contemplation that most (perhaps read normal) people would have as they annually celebrate their earthly entrance, however I am well known for being slightly (okay, a lot) different.

Here endeth this particular contemplation (undoubtly there will be others).

Moral of the story: People are often similar, however if we were all the same, how boring it would be, so remember to be unique.