Whelp, today is the day. My mom passed away when I was 10. The last time I saw her was on my 10th birthday party. I've only celebrated a couple birthdays since then, but I always get very depressed on them because I miss her more than anything. Baby of the family, 2 older brothers, and now a momma myself. I try to stay strong and do what I can, but birthdays and holidays are still hard without her. She was 36. I don't have many friends, but a few good ones (thanks for my bf's help) got together and we all hung out for my birthday. Honestly, it made me very happy, even if I didn't look like I was extremely ecstatic. I wouldn't change the good friends that I DO have. I hung out on the sofa and watched tv. Messy hair, pajamas, and mascara that was left on the night before when I hung out with my friends. I just relaxed today. My little one keeping me company as per usual. It was all in all, a good relaxing day.