It’s been ~ 10 years since I’ve seen you. Complaints about that? None, really. But the fact that my birthday is the ONE time of year in which you would at least send me an e-mail or try and contact me did mean a great deal. Another fail on your part. You do not deserve to be there throughout my accomplishments/milestones in life. Don’t expect a graduation invite, wedding invite, or anything of the sort. Do not ever tell me you are proud of me when you have not helped me along the way.
With that said, I’d like to thank my mom for raising me to the best of her ability, for helping me get to where I am today, and for helping me pay for school, etc.
“Here is my secret. It’s quite simple: One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes. It’s the time that you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important. People have forgotten this truth, but you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible for what you’ve tamed… you’re responsible for your rose.”—the Fox to the Little Prince