I am not going to blog today. Somewhere it is a very happy day, full of balloons, and party decorations, and presents, and a little cake probably being smooshed in the face of an angel. It's not here though.
Today, I am going to sit, and reflect, and meditate, or pray, or do whatever it takes to wipe out the growing, intense hatred and disgust that I am feeling. I am not lighting a candle. I am not planting a tree. I am not going to do anything.
I am going to work on this hatred and will be back when it has passed.
Happy Birthday Little One.