Miss the boys...

Having no money at Christmas is a sad thing. I wish I could buy the boys some cool gifts. I don't think we will even have any money for them at all. I am sick of living like this. I hate it. I hate it. I miss them so much too. Why did Anna have to come back from England? She ruins everything, as usual. If we see them once a week it is a miracle. My heart hurts so much. They are here nearby and yet we can't see them. No one brings them over. I am angry about that. I am angry that little Tyler gets in trouble for wanting to be with me, to spend the night here. That is not fair or right. I feel so bad for him. I can't stop crying. I hate this. Life sucks.