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After being heartbroken, angry and humiliated for thinking this “special” day would be different and MAYBE, just maybe…

I won’t be acknowledging February 14th as anything other than just another day from this point on for my family.  Yesterday, I was angry.  Now?  Not so much.  I’m actually sad. Sad that people that I love won’t get the acknowledgment or goodies any longer (from me) when they see everyone else getting them.

If you are reading this and even if you don’t care about this one day, someone in your life does.  And it stinks to not even hear a “thank you” when you tried so hard to make people smile.

Everyone preaches that it’s the little things that matter.  I’m believing that less and less every day that I am on this planet.

Be good to who you love.  Show them. They may be gone before you know it and this one trivial day may mean the world to them.



About melodyswatson

Thanks for giving this blog a chance. Well, it would have been cool if you would have tried it when I started it like, FOUR FUCKING YEARS AGO! But, water under the bridge and lets go from here… ;) I am a soon to be, 40 year old mother of three boys, proud wife to one sexy ass Navy Chief, fur-mom to two dogs, five cats, two rats and a black corn snake. I thrive on chaos and therefore I also bottle feed and foster underage kittens for my girlfriend's rescue. I am THE Crazy Cat Lady. I live in Southern California (yes, you can be jealous now) and own my home so… I won't ever be leaving! I am not close to my family mainly because… well, I don't really relate to them. But, I love the fuck out of my friends and will do anything for them. I hope that you will follow this blog. Mainly because it would nice to hear your own experiences or times you relate to something you read on here. But, also be aware that I am NOT an everyday, on schedule blogger. I blog when I have something to share. Always remember that forced words on paper are just as fake as that 'comeback' you have towards someone ten minutes too late. Let it go and wait for the next victim. I am also a staunch supporter of swearing. If I didn't swear, you would know that I was dead. So, take a stroll down memory lane on this blog and follow my thoughts and adventures.

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