But Rick made sure I kept laughing, so I really had no time to cry. He also came over last night and we had some QST (Quality Snuggling Time). I decided not to do my yearly May 6th ritual of getting a strawberry milkshake, because I wasn't really that upset... on my daughter's birthday, I usually get a strawberry milkshake or eat strawberry ice cream, because during my pregnancy I craved strawberries and it felt like I was re-connecting with her by eating strawberry stuff. I don't know if it's because she's now an adult, but I don't feel the need to do the strawberry thing anymore.
Well, I have now officially missed all of my daughter's childhood... I hope that she's having a good life.