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Monday, June 20, 2005

It's My Birthday

Today's my birthday. I awoke at 5:30 this morning to the noise my Dad made while he was leaving. Seeing that I was already awake, he greeted me a happy birthday, I said thank you. Being awake already, i got out of bed and took my bath and got dressed for the day.

Back to my Dad's room, I woke Jordan up so he can take a bath and get ready for school. He didn't know yet it was my birthday, I didn't tell him. We had fried rice and corned beef for breakfast at Ate Michelle's place and when she saw me, she kissed me and greeted me and I was near crying when she did that because I remembered my Mommy. I realized it's my first birthday without her. I just controlled my tears because I didn't want Ate Michelle to see me cry. It will be a lonely birthday for me but I have to be strong for my Daddy. When he sees me cry, he will just get depressed and that will be hard for us.

Mimi greeted me too and even hugged and kissed me. She's such a very sweet little girl. After breakfast, while waiting for her Tatay, we walked hand in hand at our parking lot and just watched the motorists and people passing by. I hope today will be okay.


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