birthday love

Birthdays rock! They remind me that I’m loved – friends and family really make an effort to remember the date, get in touch and wish me good things. Plus they bring presents, flowers and cake. Brilliant.

Makes up for the fact that my Dad, yet again, forgot it. I know he loves me, its just that he’s crap at remembering birthdays now that my Mum isn’t around to do it for him.

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