birthdays are for losers

yesterday was my birthday.  it did not start too well.  our kitty,( very close family member, marmalade) had had a stroke or something and it became evident that she would not recover sufficiently to take care of herself or walk or eat or drink for that matter.  we had to take her to the humane society to be euthanised.  this was pretty hard to take but in the end knew it was alright and what was best for marmalade and for jill and i.  birthdays are also a good barometer for your standing with friends and family.  let’s see, i received a card from my mom, another from my father inlaw, my brother came by work to see me, and my boss popped for a cake and ice cream.  couldn’t expect too much from jill as she was barely hanging on after marmalade’s demise.  kids?  zero.  i guess i should just face it.  they most likely think me a loser and probably rightfully so.  i haven’t figured out a way to integrate with them very well as there is still some unresolved animosity between their mother and i.  all that really means is we don’t see one another much and i can’t fix it by myself.  i wish it were different as i love them very much.

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