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Today is my mom's birthday. I sent her a little happy birthday video from me and David this morning and she hasn't replied yet. I just have to keep telling myself that she is busy because it's her birthday and she's probably out having a good time. I hope she is.
I have gifts I've been wanting to get her but finances are always tight. Maybe in two weeks I will finally be able to send out some nice things for her.

I wish she could see how big David is getting and he could show her that he's a big boy now and is starting to walk on his own. I wish I could hug her and take her out for her birthday. But what can ya do when your mom lives on the other side of the country?

Yesterday was my little brothers big 1-9 and we were able to FaceTime and it was amazing because I haven't seen him in two years and I finally was able to meet my niece for the very first time.

I miss my siblings more than ever. If I had the money I'd go up to Montana for a little visit right now.
That's the one thing about having such a diverse family. No one is ever in the same place.

My siblings usually come for the summers but now that both of my little brothers are daddies and my little sister is in a serious relationship, seeing them over the summer is much more complicated. And to be honest, sometimes I wish to myself that they don't come out at all just so I won't have to deal with the heartache and depression when they leave again.

Long distance family shit sucks major balls.

I'm just so glad that my therapy appointment is in two days. Hopefully by then I can release to you all, everything that's been going on and how I have been feeling. And hopefully without making a complete fool of myself.

Anyway, happy birthday to my mom. Happy birthday to my brother. Happy birthday to anyone else out there who's having a birthday today.

 Much Love,
-s.



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