Dear Mama,
I'm sorry, we weren't able to celebrate today. Edgar is still sick, Angel was out for her medical exam, Ralph was sleeping because he'll be working nightshift, it was raining heavily, and actually, my finances have been depleted. I'm really sorry, Mama.
We had McDonalds delivery for our dinner today, though. Would that count as a celebration, Mama? I'm not sure if our children are aware of the day, Mama. Although we have been celebrating in previous years. I guess they must have forgotten already. Again, it's my fault, Mama. I'm sorry.
I wish I can see you tonight, Mama. I need you.
Daddy
