Today is September 23rd, and its someone's birthday. I hope its a happy one. I feel bad for not being more excited about it. I know she is generally marginally excited, but I can usually coax a little more excitement from her...I also know shes getting put off by the grandparents anniversary thing, and that sometimes your birthday is really only special to you. Well, in this case, her...and me.
Not so much this year. I sent the egreeting super early just because I knew come the 23rd I'd forget...and I did. Well, not all the way, but I like for people to get the egreetings first thing in the morning so they know I was thinking about them. So she got it, loved it (of course, hallmark+hearts- a winning combination) and we emailed back and forth for a spell. Well, maybe 2 emails a piece.
But the thing here is that I really only sent it because I feel like most people like to know that someone is thinking of them. Totally taking myself out of the BFF role, I was just another person who happened to remember her special day.
Im sure she doesnt realize it. I want to say she's too caught up in her world to notice, but that just seems super harsh, and unlikely. Well, Im not willing to admit it. I would hate to say that was the actual state of affairs.
So, long story short, I sent the egreeting and sent the cutomary text when I got up with the chickens, and was done with it. I did my part. I reached out past my beloved halfway roadsign that I've been patiently awaiting her arrival at to do something nice. Or maybe because theyres all this discourse about it, maybe it isnt no nice really.
I cant wait to see what happens on November 12th.
xoxox
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