This is SO not the person I want to be

I have some confessions to make. I have failed again in the birthday department. My sweet dear sister's birthday is today (technically last night due to Asian time difference) and I didn't send her a card or anything. No cute email. No note or card or gift. Nothing. I knew it was coming (this has been a yearly occurrence for 30 + years) and I let it slide.

Ever since we had our home for sale last year (different home, not this one) our life has been bear minimum. I have spent a year packing, showing a house, unpacking, remodeling and now packing again. It has consumed me and things have slipped through the cracks.

I have heard myself say we don't have the time or energy or money to make a big deal about birthdays and holidays. I hate this. This is NOT the person I want to be. I love my family so much and want them to know how special they are to me. Not just my kids, but my spouse, parents, in-laws, sister and nephews. I desire to demonstrate what they mean to me.

Little example of my chaotic life...in my unpacking, I found a sympathy card I had for my brother in law for the death of his dad last summer. I had every intention of getting it to him to express my concern and it got lost in the shuffle.

Lost in the shuffle. I fear of really knowing what else slipped through the cracks. What other balls have I let drop? I guess it shows how human I am and that though I try, super Mom I am not.

All this to say, Happy Birthday Sis...so glad we could at least talk on the phone and I owe you for one years worth of birthday wishes.