The worst day!


28/06/1997- I always had a dream of how my family would wish me on my birthday everyone standing around my bed singing birthday song that’s how I envisioned waking up.

An empty room surrounded by silence wasn’t what I accepted when I woke up yesterday morning. I went downstairs everything was usual. Mom’s in the kitchen, dad’s reading newspaper, sister is drawing, grandma is in the garden. Everything was like any other day. That’s when I understood the bitter truth that my family once again forgot my birthday.

There are a few birthdays that I could call fun in my life. Like my first birthday even if I don’t remember when I see the pictures I think I was happy. When did I became someone who was soo happy to someone like this ? well I think I know the answer!

The only thing that made me happy that day is wish from my best friend. Even if she is soo far away from me. She is my best friend. She is the only one who understands me and has always been there for me and iam really happy about. 

Thank you so much, thank you for being in my life, for believing in me and I love you soo much!