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Happy birthday Marguerite

I have been down in the dumps a lot lately haven't I.
Surprisingly so considering how much I love my new surroundings.
Last night I said to James that I felt that unemployment
was turning me into an awful moaning Mary
(sorry any Marys out there)
and he gave me a little hug
and said
"Its your sad time of the year Silly
this happens every year"
and then I remembered that Marguerite's birthday is tomorrow.
November 10th.

She should be 24.

Happy birthday Marguerite
 I stole this cake photo.
I 'm not that good! 


I spoke about her a lot last night.
And it was really nice
but emotional.
I find it hard to believe that she is gone 7 years at the end of the month.
Where has that time gone?
I also find it hard to believe that the emotions I drum up when I think of her can still be so raw.
Oh shite, I'm getting bleary eyed in the Internet cafe....
Give me a moment....


I spoke a lot about growing up.
Thats what you do right?
Remember.
How can I not miss this...
That is her posing to the left of the photo

Or that adorable little smile
or those blasted roller skates!

Anyhoo....
I found this poem that represented how I feel today
Happy birthday beautiful sister.

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