Happy birthday to me--not
Another monumental sucky birthday. Not only is it the anniversary of my mother's death, but Mr Charm is in the hospital--serious stuff.
I don't have much loyalty to a particular place---nowhere is home, except where he and I are together.
How quickly things change: you're just starting to enjoy something, and it's gone.
Prayers, please, all you rock-ribbed Christian right wing nuts who actually read this stuff.
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Not a Christian, and prayers is not my thing. But I wish your husband a speedy recovery, and you - a nice pleasant birthday (even if belated, due to circumstances) together.
Tat
Thanks, Tat.
I will be thinking of you, and of Mr. Charm, every hour.
Fondest wishes and highest regards,
Julie Z.
Well, Mr. Charm certainly has my prayers.
I know what you mean there about home, though.
Thanks, everyone.
Afw: It seems to me that we just pitch a tent somewhere and put the pots and pans away.
BTW, he's some better. Enough to be cranky.
Well, for what it's worth, we're happy that you're here. "Happy" Birthday, anyway.
Cranky is good. Cranky is perfect! May him go on being cranky for a long, long time.
Best wishes and all my prayers.
Prayers? You got 'em.
Here's looking at you, Mr Charm.
Thanks, everyone. I'm so glad to hear from you. It makes me feel less alone.
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