Birthdays

Funny how the mind works.

I remember thinking how hurt I was that mom didn't call me last year on my birthday. I wasn't devastated, but still, it bothered me to have just a little more proof that I was not important. I realize now that because of the increasing dementia, she probably forgot. I didn't know that then.

But I know that now. And that makes things easier. She won't be calling me again this year - with another good (no, great) reason. I can see now that she is as blameless now as she was then. I just got to see it from another angle.

Like God just put things in perspective that quick.