I survived this day. Each year, I fear August 24th. I dread it. And as it approaches, my heart rate increases, nervousness sets in and I become increasingly distant from those closest to me. Most friends would see this and allow the distancing. They would fear saying something that would cause me to cry. It is okay if I cry. It is okay to be sad. And it is okay to remember him and say, "happy birthday." Thankfully, I have some of the most amazing people in my life. Some of the most supportive people. People who know exactly what to say and more importantly, what not to say. People I care about more than they realize or can even imagine. This is my shout out to you guys. YOU got me through this day. Well, you and my super cool son. The one who refuses to leave the house without his dorktastical sunglasses.
Also to my Seester, who stayed up with me last night and, "practiced her acting skills," with my webcam. And who also had a cake and a card waiting for me when Collin and I got home last night.
We are sort of awesome. Don't hate.