I found out we're not going to be able to stay in this house when the lease is up at the end of the year.

I don't know where we'll go.

I got chewed out by every customer I spoke to because the warehouse is losing pieces of furniture right and left.

I missed my baby's first steps.

Days ago, apparently.

I didn't get to change the first diaper, either.

I didn't give her her first bath.

I wasn't here when she said her first word, although I believe them when they say it was 'mom' since that's all she says.

Those are moments you don't get back.

I almost broke my glasses when I threw them against the wall just now. Seem to be crying. Barely kept myself from dashing my phone to pieces on the bathroom floor.

They're doing away with my job, automating the office.

I'm not sure how much longer I can go on.