So, it was my Birthday

I kind of expected every one in my family to call me and wish me Happy Birthday.

And my sister wished me a happy drunken birthday.
And my sweet Dad called.

There is such a big part of me that wishes my family would understand how much it took to sell everything and move out here.

There is such a big part of me that wishes that my family understood me.

I guess that is not happening any time soon.