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January 28, 2026

2026. Can’t believe I’m sitting here typing 2026. You should be 60 this year, Mom. Your birthday was 4 days ago. The world just goes on and on and I walk around this earth trying to pretend that that’s okay. I talked to dad for a while and he called back a couple hours later to say it was your birthday. I knew from the second I opened my eyes that morning, but I get it. We spend so much energy trying to push down the pain, sometimes it just works.

In the six years since you’ve been gone so much has changed. Your little best friend who was 5 when you died will be 12 this year. She’s an amazing little person because you helped raised her. I really struggle with not being able to call you for the little things. I want to call and say “mom, how old was I when I first started ______”. It’s hard to do motherhood without your mother. She misses you so much. Towards the end, you were worried she would one day forget you. I promise that will never happen.

There’s someone you never met and she’s 4 now. She looks exactly like you, you really wouldn’t believe it. She wants to know why we can’t visit you or call you. None of my explanations are ever enough for her. Not for me either honestly. But I promise I will never stop showing her pictures and sharing stories.

As for me, I’m trucking along. Still doing the corporate America thing. I can’t say I hate it, it’s really provided me a ton of opportunities and blessings that I’m so grateful for. This year will be our 7th wedding anniversary. I’m so glad you were there almost 7 years ago.

I guess that’s all for now, Mom. Missing you always. Until we meet again.

#fuckcancer #Spotify

January 3rd, 2025

Hey mom, it’s me again. 20 days until your birthday. You should be turning 59. We should be talking about how crazy it is that you’ll be 60 soon. Instead, you never saw 55. What a wonderful world it was that I had you for 26 years. Can’t wait to tell you about the rest one day.

Until we meet again.

#fuckcancer

November 20th, 2023

I turn 30 in six days. I never thought I would turn 30 without you mom. When you last knew me, I was 26. I was just a kid. I thought I was a grown adult but turns out I was just a kid. I wish you knew today me. I had a baby, I bought a house, I got that job we always talked about. All I want to do is call you every time something happens. Something bad, something good? Doesn’t matter, I just want to call you. I hope you’re in a place where everything is beautiful and there’s no suffering. I’ll see you again one day mom.

Until we meet again.

#fuck cancer

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I hope I make it, I’m deadass rooting for myself.

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Keep swimming, Mac.

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God, I’m sorry I only talked to you when I needed you or I was down in the gutter.

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I MADE IT THRU 2016

Morning in Riesengebirge, Caspar David Friedrich / Blessings (Reprise), Chance the Rapper ft. Anderson Paak, TY Dolla $ign, Raury & BJ The Chicago Kid

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theheartbrokenlibertarian

Do NOT bother my boy.

DO. FUCKING. NOT.

What a wonderful way to wake up! Every little boy deserves a dog, and every dog deserves a little boy.

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WHEN HE PULLS THE BLANKET BACK OVER HIM AND GIVES HIM A KISS ON THE NOSE REBLOG IF YOU AGREE

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Nothing in this world compares to somebody genuinely giving a fuck about you.

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gabriel lost then won twice

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I kind of want to watch this episode now

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He works at Chipotle to help support his parents and Gordon also said he would help with that too

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okay that is too much. im weeping all over myself.

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wOW OMG

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“I was on a leadership team in 5th grade. At the end of the year we were supposed to take a trip to Washington DC. We held fundraisers and everything. But when it was time to go, I didn’t have the identification papers to buy a plane ticket. So our teacher Ms. Rivera decided that we’d take a bus. Just so I could go too. That trip changed my life. It made me want to be a lawyer. And Ms. Rivera became one of the closest people in my life. She always kept in touch. She basically watched me grow up. One time in high school I got in a huge fight with my mom, and Ms. Rivera came and took me on a long car ride. I started to tell her everything. I told her about a recent break-up, and how I smoked weed, and ‘I did this,’ and ‘I did that.’ She just listened to everything. Then she started telling me about her life too. She told me that she’d been in an abusive relationship. I’d always thought her life was perfect because she was a guidance counselor. But she’d been through so much too. When it was came time to apply for college, Ms. Rivera was the one who helped me apply for DACA. She told me about the TheDream.us scholarship. I didn’t even want to apply. I was ready to give up. I’d just accepted that I’d always work in restaurants like my mom. But Ms. Rivera made me apply. She said: ‘What happened to that girl who wanted to be a lawyer?’ I learned that I got the scholarship in February. They’re paying for my entire college. Ms. Rivera was so proud of me. She kept saying: ‘I told you so.’”

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By FDASuarez

humansofnewyork

“I’m fourteen and all my friends are crazy about being grown ups right now. They’re drinking alcohol. They’re smoking cigarettes. They’re trying to act vulgar. They’ll do anything to separate from their parents and prove that they’re independent. Personally, I’d like to be a child just a little bit longer. I love spending time with my parents. I’m not in a rush to get away. I’d like these times to last as long as possible.” (St. Petersburg, Russia)