Today is my son's birthday, the first we've celebrated since he's been in prison. My daughter-in-law, granddaughter, and I had lunch today to celebrate and we talked about how this will be the first of many "hard days" for the next few years. My birthday is in September, the first without him. It will be the first Thanksgiving and the first Christmas without him. When his baby girl turns a year old in January, he won't be here to celebrate. It's a hard day :(
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