(OK, not all.)
It shouldn't be that hard to send a simple birthday card to my nearest and dearest (or far away and dearest) on their birthdays. I have tried clever little ways to remind myself and I keep forgetting. Olivia pointed out it's the higher numbers that cause the trouble. I can remember Clarissa (April 3), Liliana (March 3), Kain (March 5), Hyrum (June 11), but then it gets sort of hazy. Ruben (November 27?), Desi (May twenty-something?). See, pathetic.
So I made myself a calendar.
If you are going to make yourself a calendar, a bonus is that you can put whatever you want on the pages. I've made birthday calendars before. They were intended as gifts and I was careful to give equal billing to various family members.
This calendar is for me. Just me. (So I can remember birthdays.)
A by-product of the birthday remembering? Every time I look at my new calendar, (that I hung in my schoolroom so I can look at it many, many times through the day) I get unreasonably happy.
Braeden's birthday is in January so I put my favorite pictures of him on the page. In February, I have covered it with my favorite Emma Jayne pictures. I think I'll be happy all year.
Everyone should make their own calendars. It seems they are a key to joy.