Alright, let me walk you through how I handled wishing my nephew a happy birthday just the other day. It’s funny how these things pop up, isn’t it? One minute you’re going about your week, the next you realize, ‘Crikey, it’s young David’s birthday on Thursday!’
So, the first thing I did was double-check the date. Popped open the calendar on my computer, scrolled through, and yep, there it was, marked down from last year. Thursday. Good, got that confirmed.
Next, I started thinking about the best way to actually send the wishes. Options, options.
- A text message? Quick, easy, but maybe a bit… brief? Especially now he’s getting older.
- A card? Nice, traditional. But I’d have needed to post it days ago. Missed that boat.
- An email? Nah, feels a bit too formal, like work or something.
- A phone call? Yeah, that felt right. More personal. You can actually hear their voice, have a quick chat. Decided. A phone call it was.
Getting it Done
Okay, decision made. Now for the execution. Thursday rolled around. I knew he’d be at school most of the day. And there’s the time difference to think about – they’re a couple of hours behind me. Didn’t want to call too early and wake him, or too late when he might be out with mates or having dinner.
I figured late afternoon my time would probably be best. Gives him time to get home from school, maybe have a snack.
So, around 4:30 PM, I put down the newspaper I was reading. Picked up my mobile. Scrolled through my contacts – took me a second to find his number, funny enough. Must have been a while since I called him directly, usually chat when his mum calls.
Found it. Hit the call button. Listened to it ring. One ring, two rings… Then, click. ‘Hello?’
‘Hi David, it’s your uncle!’ I said, trying to sound cheerful. ‘Just calling to wish you a very Happy Birthday! Hope you’re having a brilliant day!’
He sounded pleased, which was nice. We chatted for maybe five, ten minutes. Asked him what he’d been up to, if he got anything nice. Standard stuff. He mentioned going out for pizza with the family later. Perfect.
We said our goodbyes, and that was that. Job done. Felt good to actually talk to him rather than just firing off a text. Sometimes the old ways work just fine, you know? Took a few minutes out of my day, made the connection. Worth it.
