An ex-girlfriend and I always remember each other's birthdays. We've been late occasionally, but since we broke up 10-15 years ago, we've always remembered each other's birthdays. Every single time, I think. That's an accomplishment.
On my birthday, she wrote me near midnight her time, just squeezing it in there. Her note made me laugh, and it made my birthday. The tradition lives...her husband is a lucky guy. She's such a fantastic person.
Added note: I wrote this back around my birthday, but never posted it. I did stuff tonight, but I don't feel like writing about it, so instead I'm posting "olds."
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I have a high school boyfriend who still remembers mine. I don't remember his. I'm a terrible person.
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