The reminder came like a … like a … um, simile. The reminder arrived like a reminder of other times when something forgotten was brought up by others.
Worse, it wasn’t much of a reminder. I am a certain age, 16,984 days as of 6:37 p.m. tonight, so almost every single day of the week offers the anniversary of one thing or another it seems. Another one hit today. A bigger and better one tomorrow.