It’s My Party And I’ll Cry If I Want To

Those are the last birthday messages my mum will ever send me. She died 131 days later. As time is wont to do, August 3rd rolled around again, and with it came my first birthday without my mum. I was prepared for my first Christmas, first New Year’s, her first birthday, hell even the first … Continue reading It’s My Party And I’ll Cry If I Want To