My mother has been told repeatedly what November 9th means to me. It's when my daughter was due to be born. She would be 3 years old now. The whole month of November sucks but November 9th is just extra hard. I told my mother what November 9th means again just a couple weeks ago when she asked for my e-mail address. So what does she do today?!!? She sees a cute baby on tv today and she insists I look at it and goes on about how cute it is. Now is it just me or is that just a total lack of giving a damn?? It just got me more depressed than I already was. It's like a big reminder that she forces me to sit thru.