Last Sunday was my mother's birthday. She would have been 49. It still shocks me realizing how young she was when she passed. I didn't get to do much since I was moving out of my apartment, taking a bus to Rockford, IL, then flying to Vegas. Needless to say I was exhausted. But I had her in my mind, I usually do. I'm looking forward to living closer to her and being able to pay my respects more often.
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| I love that she would sometimes awkwardly smile in her pictures, too. |
Then of course, how can I go without mentioning I'll be the big 2-6 this Saturday? Yes, I've reached the beginning of the end of my mid-twenties. Every year I always sound so despondent about turning another year older, but I assure you the feelings are genuine and not for show. I haven't liked birthdays since my 20th, what can I say? The good news is that I'm pretty sure I'm 26 going on 12 if you base it on my maturity. I'm still a goofball at heart, not ready to grow up in many ways. Thankfully, the adult in me suppresses that inner child just enough to keep the rent paid and lights on. Oh yeah, and put on trials. See, they let anyone do this stuff.
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| An oldie, but goodie. Looking forward to this stuff come winter :) |
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!! =D
You posted a picture of your dad a while back and I told you you look like him.... but you REALLY look like your mom. I love that picture of the two of you, it's so cute!
And happy belated birthday. 26 feels old, doesn't it?
Holy Cow! You look so much like your mom! I thought it was a picture of you at first. I hope you had a wonderful birthday. I was just thinking about how I'll be 32 this year and I don't feel it. Though I probably should with these wild kiddos I have around. Maybe they're keeping me young. :D
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