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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