I wish I could say that I was in a good frame of mind but I'm not. I've already cried in my closet once today and it's only 9:40am. I should be putting the finishing touches on her birthday party, calling her and wishing her a happy 80th, hearing her say things like "well I'm still here" and "it'll take a lot to get rid of me". She always took pride in still being here.
This sucks. It just does. I miss her. I don't want to do this today, I don't want to sit at the table tomorrow at Easter dinner without her and I definitely don't want to do my birthday without her. This really really sucks.
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