rivulet027 | Today is...

my Great-Aunt's birthday, except she passed away last year. It's also my birthday. I'm twenty-five. It's the first time that it's been my birthday alone, or maybe it isn't. I can't take away that this is her birthday, even if she's no longer aging and no longer here. My whole life I was her 'birthday girl', but it wasn't until she moved in with my Aunt, only a few months before she passed away, that I got to know her. I'm better for it, and grateful that I got that opportunity. We also for the first time got to celebrate out birthday together.

This year for her birthday my Aunt asked me and my mother to write a poem. I hadn't written a poem in ages. I managed to do it and thankfully it was well recieved.

I wanted to cry when I woke up, but didn't.

Basically I've spent a lazy day catching up on tv, wasting time until my Grandma and I are to meet my parents for dinner. The parties on Saturday, I got off work for it. It's a birthday/graduation party. Should be nice.

I'm just a bit sad today, but in the end I suppose that's normal.