It wasn't until she said my name that I realized it was me.
It was a very odd sensation to have completely forgotten my own birthday. Part of it is just how busy life has been for the past month--I'm living day-to-day instead of anticipating what's coming up. But part of it is just realizing that I don't care as much anymore. I enjoy celebrating my family's birthdays more than my own.
But all the same, I'm glad they reminded me so I could be excited for my birthday this week. And I got a Twix out of it, which possibly made up for my having to stand in front of the entire Primary and be sung to. Twice.