Have you forgotten me?

"Have you forgotten me?" she wondered each year on her birthday and sometimes during the holidays, too.  Family gathering times, big monumental events made her wonder if her birth mom had tracked the days or even years since she had been born or if she had long ago forgotten her. 

As a child she daydreamed about what her birth mom looked like and how she dressed.  When she was angry with her parents she tried to manifest an ever kind and agreeable birth mom that would soon come back for her.  Sometimes she also hated her birth mom for making her different everyone else.  At 43 she'd settled into a comfortable place of knowing where she fit in the universe, but now and again wondered, "Have you forgotten me?"