I don't know why this year it was so hard for me. It's never bothered me before like it has this year. My oldest, bless her, bought me a rose and had it waiting at the house for when I came home for lunch. Sighs. What would I do without that kind thought? I don't know how I raised such a good kid. Mind you, she is not perfect, none of us are. But she continues to surprise me off and on. I now that I spent what tears I didn't know I still had in me, it is time for bed. Night all.
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