I thought, 'I'm not that important to them, they won't mind.' But to my surprise, they actually did. It's a mix of guilt and a touch of awkwardness, but it's also incredibly endearing🤔
I never anticipated the little things, like someone remembering my favorite drink 🍵or favorite ☔️. And most recently, I never expected someone to feel hurt because I greeted them late on their special day.
Every time I forget my dad's birthday, it takes me four days to realize. How many years has it been, and I still recall it vividly. This keeps me thinking; I want it to stop.