Wednesday, February 01, 2012


I love the first day of February. Not because it is the month of pink and red goodies. Not because it means that winter is one month closer to being over. Not because of the Super Bowl which I think is sometimes in January. No, the first day of February is my favorite day because it means the 1-31 is over and I won't have to face it for another year.

1-31 is the day my mom died. I HATE 1-31 with a fiery passion. I get depressed and I cry and it hurts all over again like a fresh wound.

I survived it like I knew I would.

I survived because of texts from the Cousin, Bunny Butt, Scrapbook Girl and the Pastel One.

I survived because of phone calls from the Cousin, Scrapbook Girl and Dinky.

I survived because I have a bestest friend that can call me and will listen to me blubbering and know what to say when I take a breath that will make me laugh.

I survived because I have a husband that loves me unconditionally.

I survived because I have a stinky that loves me.

I survived because I have an aunt and uncle that love me like another daughter.

I survived because I had a mommmakins that loved me more than life itself.


Preppy Pink Crocodile said...

Oh I cannot even imagine how painful that must feel! I am so sorry for your loss!!


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