Halloween is coming very soon. It's also the day I was born. My mother always made a big deal out of sending me something decorative and funny to put in my house or on my desk at at work. My co-workers used to gather around when I'd receive a present sent to my work address to see what she'd found for me. There was a witch sitting in a rocker who moved and laughed, motion activated. The last gift she sent was a broom made of sticks. One side said "The Witch is In" the other "The Witch is Out". Yesterday I was thinking about how I'd failed to decorate the house the last few years. The presents I've been given by her and others sit on a shelf in the closet. Last year my mother was living with us, and she never mentioned the decorations in the closet. I had become so used to not decorating, that I forgot all about them. My mother passed away on December 30 last year. I regret that I let my busy life get in the way of remembering to put out the decorations, which would have brightened her day in many ways. Yet, bless her heart, she never once asked me. This year, I just can't bring myself to sit them out because she isn't here.
Have you ever forgotten something which would have been important to a loved one in your life?