Today is my mom's 72nd birthday.
She didn't make it.
She was 65 when she died.
If you'll excuse me, I'm sad and will lash out at random if poked. Our birthdays are very close together and very close to Christmas. A great deal of the fun of the holidays was wrapped up with the silliness of all the based on your birthday taxes coming due at the same time as obligatory gift giving for both a birthday and a holiday (coming on the heels of the Thanksgiving mandatory travel expenditures).
Without Mom, this is just another day.
It used to be special.
She didn't make it.
She was 65 when she died.
If you'll excuse me, I'm sad and will lash out at random if poked. Our birthdays are very close together and very close to Christmas. A great deal of the fun of the holidays was wrapped up with the silliness of all the based on your birthday taxes coming due at the same time as obligatory gift giving for both a birthday and a holiday (coming on the heels of the Thanksgiving mandatory travel expenditures).
Without Mom, this is just another day.
It used to be special.