Today was my brother’s birthday, and I forgot (no surprise there) but I still feel pretty bad about that. I mean seriously I am not the best at remembering things, even if I had a huge sign pointing were to go, I would still miss it but I guess it’s just me that doesn’t really pay attention to what is going on.
Do you know how I found out it was my brother’s birthday? It was on car ride to school. At 7:40 he stated very proudly that he was officially nine years old. I immediately dropped whatever I was doing (I don’t remember what it was, another thing I forgot) and I froze. A huge smile was spreading across his face nearly swallowing his ears.
In that second I played over last week. The countless times I kept saying to myself to not forget my brothers birthday (I was clearly on a roll today). Of course I started screaming “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!” and gave him a hug. He accepted my hug and all, but he narrowed his eyes a little because he did notice that I did forget; I felt awful about it but he smiled widely and that brought at least some sense of relief in me.
Seriously, I can’t help it when I forget things; it doesn’t always happen but still today I was forgetting everything. That’s really not good. I really should pay more attention to what I do and do not do because when important things and big events in the family like this one today, doesn’t make you feel like a great sister to be honest and that’s not great.
When I get home I will probably do at the very least a little something to make up that I forgot his birthday today. I do feel guilty and I will apologize to him about it and promise to try to the best of my abilities to remember these things. I will get better at it soon.
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