Most days somewhere between the time I wake and my coffee, I think about what date it is. It normally reminds me of birthdays, anniversaries or special memories associated with the day. I think about the person or persons, events, places that hold a place in my heart for that day before moving on. Some days like today, I remember and then I try to ignore.
For years now, I have wished without regard to whether or not the recipient reciprocates or appreciates that I thought of them. For me it was about celebrating the fact that I remembered and loved them. That there was an earthquake that year this day. That it will be eleven years of togetherness.
Today though as I pause to remember, I also pause to think if it was worth holding it all in my mind like I do? Is it worth reaching out without reciprocation? Somewhere deep within something demurs. So, I switch on the stove and try to go on ignoring the call of GMail. I try to remember to forget.