The other day The Collective and I were grocery shopping.
Because I am antiquated, I was getting ready to write a check.
When I asked the date, the checker said.."October 4th".
And I stood there for a moment thinking, today would have been my Moms birthday, she would have been 67. And for 1 minute I stood there writing a check, feeling sad, and angry that she was gone, and than guilty for not remembering unprompted earlier in the day.
SR was 3 months old when she passed, PN was only a thought.
I would never have believed my Mother's birthday would go by almost unnoticed.