Today is my mom’s birthday.

I’m not quite sure what to say about it. I’d like to write something wonderful, therefore nothing seems quite good enough. I will therefore operate on the something-is-better-than-nothing rule and do my best.

Mom and I have faced a lot of bad stuff lately, and I like to think we’ve done a decent job of looking after each other. Mom has looked after me more than I’ve taken care of her, which is unfair since she’s facing harder stuff than I am.

Let’s see. Well, I got married, and Mom did the flowers. And designed the dress. And they were both lovely.

I got all grouchy my last night in the US because I didn’t have enough money for anything and neither did she. It was not, of course, Mom’s fault. I don’t think she’s holding the grouchiness against me.

I miss my mom. I wish I saw her a lot more often than I do. Missing my mom is the only thing that ever makes me want to move back to the US. (Well, missing my mom and Thai food that delivers) I hope that soon Mom will move here and other people can miss her while she and I hang out and have fun.

This entry is pretty bad. I’ll post it, just to be timely, and one of these days I’ll write a lovely and moving entry about my mom. I promise.

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