She's a bit better now.
Give hugs.
Give supports.
Tell her your support.
Trying to make your wifes birthday something she's happy about is really, really hard when you and no one you know in person has money. And at least one person you know otherwise ends up just making things much worse by accident. I'm pretty sure she's going to remember this year poorly too now.
At the very least I can be here for her. But that's literally all I can do, and that's not going to help push away some rather painful memories she's started to associate with growing a year older.
Hmm.
Well, here, we (and I speak for many, many people around including myself) usually don't have money for birthdays, or even extravagence, so we usually put the deed to heart and spirit--that we make it a great day by doing stuff other then money-related-things. [No cake, even. Just good deeds and hugs and family/people-centered love and care] What we usually do is write a card, or in my case, draw something then give hugs.
Always putting an 'I love you [person]' on the side because yeah. Nothing wrong with saying I love you.It's the thought that counts, and growing 1 year older = 1 year of lifetime experience wherein you can remember all the good things that happened (even if there's a voice that said nothing good happened, Good stuff did happen).
And if there's bad stuff? So what? It does nobody good if you won't learn from it (or...brood on it), but a birthday = a good day.
Do what you think is best if you can't get a cake.
The worst part of the meat thing was her birthday landed on a Friday. Janet is catholic and observes that weird lent thing where you don't eat fish on Friday. So no meat today even.
:O
It's not weird, silly!
*is catholic*No ingredients. I checked and asked. There's only 2 hours left of her birthday anyway.
*cheer cheer Owlga!*
I am now imagining poor sad Janet, sitting alone on a sling and occasionally sighing. I wish I could help you someway.
This imagery makes me sad.
But still: Go Owlga, go!
To not derail:
Sad(?): I don't get cakes for my birthday. But I'm ok with that.
...What makes me sad is...err, that others are sad? Which is totally not related to anything. Just that others are sad = me sad.
Yeah, my empathy is weird.
Wherein Tiruin pushes a negative attribute to something that isn't probably negative at all because of past experiences!