August 21.
December 26.
June 14.
These are the dates I have memorized. These are the dates my children should have been born.
This is getting a little more difficult now that all the family is out of the house. So, I think I'll watch Sweeney Todd tonight. Johnny Depp is the cure for many ills. If not the cure, at least the equivalent of an intravenous shot of benadryl.
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Ugh. I'm so sorry. It's terrible, terrible, terrible. And nothing helps.
Except maybe Johnny Depp. I hope.
xo
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This sucks. I am so sorry. :(
I am so, so sorry. Thinking of you--and all your children.
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