My wife remembers my father's birthday every year.
What about it?
My father died when I was 15, 25 years ago. He meant the world to me and I still miss him. My wife never met him, but she still remembers his birthday every year without fail, and will usually do a little something something on that day. Nothing big, just special dinner or buy a sixpack for me when it's a weekend, or just ask if I'm ok. Sometimes I don't realize it's the first of August, and then I see something like this. So, yeah. I'm not crying, you are.