So basically every day when I open the mail, I get to cry over the fact that another friend of mine is having a baby and I’m not. Something I used to love, opening Christmas cards has become something I dread.
So basically every day when I open the mail, I get to cry over the fact that another friend of mine is having a baby and I’m not. Something I used to love, opening Christmas cards has become something I dread.
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