Birthdates! Death dates!
It must feel encouraging if you know you were born on a date that a saint was born on. Especially if you are young.
I’ve always used the death dates, but I am on the other side of the hill. When I was 55, I chose my “memento mori” day, i.e., my future death date, out of a hat. Not that I thought I was going to actually DIE on THAT day, but I figured I would die on one of the 366 days a year might offer, and to use that day to remind me I was gonna die someday. I was in good health at the time.
The day was Oct 10th, and I had to scrounge around to find a saint. He isn’t on the normal Roman Calendar (grrrrr) (growl) (hiss)

but he surfaced on the traditional calendar for 10/10: Saint Francis Borgia-Aragon.
So I prayed for him to help me with my memento mori. (St. Borgia-Aragon actually died Sept 30, but that day belongs to a real old timer, St. Jerome.) And prayed to him for a good death etc… Every October 10 I wear my memento Mori pin.
Anyway, I got an incurable illness of which I am now dying at the age of 61. I expect I’ve got
two or three more months, and no way will I hold out till October! But I still use St. Francis Borja-Aragon as my memento mori patron. I’ve got his picture in my pictures on my home page here. Dressed pretty! And had 8 kids. Then his wife died and he became a priest. Still, having lead a lay life, I like that!
