Birthdays

He forgot her birthday, again. Her kids didn’t know it was her birthday. No one sang to her. I don’t count. I know it. I know how it’s not the same coming from me.

At least with me, my family knows I have no one to sing to me, and no one to do nice things for me. My brother ordered me a pizza and had it delivered. My sisters’ kids sent me videos of them singing.

It makes me sad for her. She is so awesome, and does so much, and her husband... 😪 he never ceases to disappoint me. 

I don’t know their everyday going-ons, but I know the special days and how they’re celebrated. ☹️

Bof.