My Birthday

So my birthday is coming up. Yay number 27. Boy do I so not feel old. I thought that this birthday would be OK being it is the first one without my mom. But as I get closer to it I finally understand why people don't want their birthdays celebrated. I really don't want this day to come. I will miss getting the phone call at 7:50 am and hearing my mom sing me happy birthday as she did every year I was alive (at least as far back as I remember). Maybe I am just having a bad week but I really miss my mom. I wish I could turn back time (queue Cher)