My nanay texted me birthday greetings from bishkek, and suddenly my birthday is complete. The first words said to me by someone today is 'happy birthday' from my father, so that's a nice way of starting the day. I just realized that these are the only greetings I need. It means they're still here, they're still alive; and I'm still here, I'm still alive.

Posted by chronicwind on July 27, 2012 at 09:49 AM | catch a feather
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