Birthday

So my birthday has come and gone. I really don't have anything to show for it except my card from ray, the necklace he made me and the time he spent with me(well i can't actually show that) Anyways, as i sit here and think back on this I notice one common denominator; Ray. He was here with me all weekend and spent my birthday with me. He went out of his way to make sure that I had a great one even if he didn't have the money to get me what he wanted. What he will never know or understand is that I am so grateful for it and what he did was the best thing I have ever received. I have come to expect that no one except him and my family will acknowledge the day that I was born so I never get my hopes up. Ray has never let me down either. I don't want gifts or materialistic things, just to spend time with those who are important to me on my birthday. Also this birthday I realized that the ones who had time to stop and say even just hello and happy b-day are the ones I need in my life. I am obviously important enough to them to remember my birthday. I know this probably sounds silly and childish but no one can possibly understand how much it means to me when those that are in my life simply say "happy Birthday" even still that doesn't make much sense but that is the best I can explain it. So once again thank you Ray for the best weekend of my life, including Monday night!!!