Birthdays were those annual reminders that she was missing from my life. I used to wonder if she even remembered my birthday. She did. And I'd wonder if that day brought her the heightened sense of loss that it brought me. I still wonder about that.

We've been reunited for quite awhile now, and we have lots of pictures of birthdays celebrated together. Still, some questions hurt too much to ask. So I still wonder.

And every year at my birthday, I think about asking.

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