Every year after that he made certain that she felt special on her birthday. Or at least he tried. He couldn't exactly control the way the celebrations made her feel. While he could understand to some extent that marking the passage of another year made her feel like she was failing because she was never quite where she wanted to be when September the 19th rolled around again, he never failed to try to make it the best day of the year. Certainly after they were married and she found herself in his bed he had lovely new tricks in his arsenal to make the day pleasurable.