Yesterday was my birthday. It's kind of hard to believe that I'm 17. I still feel 15.
Everyone was really sweet today. I was at work when the clock turned 12, and I ran through the resturaunt screaming. Then Ryan came after me and gave me a huge hug, and screamed "happy birthday!" which made everyone else do it. I got to work this morning and he did the same thing. Brandon came walking in and it was the first thing he said. And Heather wrote "Happy b-day Mandy" on peanut butter cups and left them there for me.
The family didn't celebrate yet, because Ben is sick.. so we're going to do it tomorrow.
I went out with Kathy Friday night, and I will see the rest of the family Wednesday.
But it's never going to be the same again. Something will always be missing.
I forgot how hard birthdays are without you.
I love you Daddy. I miss you more then words can ever express.