Birthday

I made it.

Birthday Post Number Two

I got a phone call at 11:59 this morning, Samm kept me on the phone til midnight and then she started singing her version of the birthday song. The constipated one. I smiled once, but immediately burst into tears.

I don't want this to be my birthday, this is horrible, what a great memory to throw into the back of my head.

I can't even begin to describe everything going on in my head.