This use to be my favorite time of year, it was honestly the three months I waited the whole year for … Christmas, New Years , my birthday, my dad’s birthday.. It was always so fun, it was a game for us, as soon as it turned midnight on news years .. We would see who would make the call faster, it always seemed to beat me and he would tell me he always wanted to hear my voice first on the first day of the new year .. Christmas we never really got to spend together, I would call him at night and talk about my day and we would cry at the end and say I miss you, then my birthday would show up and I always woke up to the most amazing phone call.. He wasn’t really into texting lol but I didn’t care I’d rather hear his voice instead .. And then his birthday was three days after, I’d do the same thing call him in the morning, scream happy birthday daddy, I could always hear him sigh and tear a little.. It always made me feel special.. These three months just aren’t how they use to be .. I have nothing to look forward too.. I’m kinda glad I’m working this Christmas. Christmas isn’t the same without talking to daddy at the end and him making my night .. We wake up. Lisa complains she has to go to her moms a a certain time and we needs to hurry open gift and what not , then go to my grandma where everyone just eats and talks I get complained about almost always , and then we go home .. Nothing fun .. Birthday sucks last year no one even really remembered my birthday .. Just so depress right now ..