Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Bad Day

Dear you,

It's your birthday.  You'd be 25 today, which means that you'd finally be in my self appointed age bracket.  Which is dumb, I know, but it is what it is.  Your brother went to King Wok, which you loved, and got an awesome fortune.  It's nice that you're still watching out for us.  We miss you every day.

This was enough to make today a shitty day.  But then my aunt went into the hospital for blood clots last night.  She's okay, on blood thinners and a diuretic to get rid of the fluid around her heart due to the blood clots.  But when you're already on the verge of a crappy day and you get that kind of news about your godmother, then yeah it pushes you over the edge.  Don't worry, I'm trying to bring it back and staying strong.  It's what you would do, and lord knows you were always the stronger of the two of us.  So, instead of going home and eating my feelings, I'm going for a walk, then to my Weight Watchers meeting, then to the hospital to see her.  I am going to stop and get something yummy on the way home, to celebrate you and my brother in law, who's birthday is also today.  Also to maybe eat my feelings a tiny tiny bit.  I miss you love.  Thanks for being there.

Love, Me