I missed her birthday.
It was written in my planner. I had even put a star by it. But I missed it.
Mammaw is my husband’s grandmother. She is one of the sweetest people on earth. She welcomes everyone with open arms. She cares with her whole heart and she always sees the best in everyone. Her birthday was Monday and I missed it. The weekend was a bit busy, but what else is new? Then Saturday morning, illness hit my family. My husband and I were down for the count and all plans were cancelled. I didn’t make it to the store that day as planned. I didn’t see my shopping list that included a card for her.
Monday morning I drug myself out of bed, went to the doctor and tried to carry on while not feeling my best. I didn’t even realize I missed it until late that night. I felt terrible. She always has a card in the mail for family birthdays. She hadn’t even received a call from us. I know many people sent her love that day. She is loved by everyone. We talked to her the next day and my kids sent her hugs and kisses over face time. But next year, I will set up reminders on my phone and plan further ahead. I won’t wait until the last minute to buy and send a card.