A to Z: F, Forgotten

Forgot the letter F. 

I had G all up and running in my head, H doing stretches, and the I lacing his sneakers up.  I was feeling proud of myself for having a good handle on this A to Z thing, patting myself on the back and having a glass of wine to celebrate my small self(I have to celebrate the little things on occasion).  It was very relaxing.  And then a little thought popped into my head.

You forgot the F.

My brain passed right over that small thought, it was so small.  It was busy thinking of grocery lists, items to be laundered, and what to pack for lunches for the week.  My small thought was persistent, however.

You forgot the F.

That time there was a little ripple in The Force, and my brain paused between the peanut butter and jelly and the pretzels.

"What?"  (Yes, I talk to myself.  Occasionally, it is the only adult conversation I get.)

You forgot the F.

"No, I did not," I told myself.  "I would never forget a letter." 

You forgot the F. 

"I did not."

Did too. Go look.

"Look, A, B, C, D, E, and F, just like I said.  See?"  I smugly opened up my blogging notebook with a flourish, and pointed.

There's no F.

Wah?  I looked.  I looked twice.  I looked three times, just in case F was a time traveler, to give him time to pop back. 

No F.   I cannot believe that I forgot the F.  Some of my favorite words start with that letter!  Folly, forensics, forlorn...how could I forget such a letter? It would be totally understandable if I forgot the Q, or the U.  But not the F.

I just forgot.

Which also starts with the letter F.  So...that's my confession.  I will live with the shame forever, unless I find forgiveness.

Too much?