The Day I Forgot My Wife’s Birthday and What Followed
My wife’s 37th birthday coincided with my best friend’s wedding. I knew it would be tricky to manage both, but I assumed the wedding was a one-time event while birthdays came around every year. “Sorry,” I told her. “He’ll get married once, while you’ll have birthdays every year.” She smiled, understanding, though I sensed a…
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