So today my good friend who earlier this year lost his mom asked if I wanted to come watch the 2nd half with him because he had to work till 3. I said sure. He then asked if I wanted anything special as my birthday is in a few days. I said no because his birthday was last weekend and I didn't get him anything. I said just hanging with my buddy was enough. Well I get there and what you see below is what he did (or should I say him and his gf did) Balloons, a small cake not pictured and a bag with a card and a pair of ISU shot and pint glasses.
Not sure what I have done in this world to have such a friend. This is a week I've dreaded for awhile and not just because I will be entering another decade years wise. I've for a long time battled depression and this year the battle has felt like a mid-card boxer going up against a heavyweight champ in his prime.
I haven't had a loss hit as close to home as my friend, but this year seeing the thousands of amazing people we have lost here and every day I wake up and wonder why the almighty above has chosen to spare a piece of garbage like me.
So a time is approaching that most people live for and if I had my way the day would come and go without anyone doing or saying anything about it. Because this year celebrating seems like a slap in the face to the thousands who never got the chance.
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